First day of training

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I was on the plane staring at the clouds.

Trying not to think about the week ahead.

Before I knew it we were landing. I got all my stuff and left the air port and got into a car waiting for me.

From there I was driven to the hotel I had to stay at where I plopped right down on the bed and almost instantly fell asleep.

The next morning I was awakened by a loud beeping.

The alarm clock ofcourse.

I got up and threw on all my dance clothes then threw my hair into a bun. Preparing for my first day of hell.

I didn't care what I looked like at this point. I forgot to eat. I just wanted to get this all over with.

I walked outside of the hotel and got into a cab which took me to tv studio I was practice at.

I took a deep breath before opening the car door and stepping out. I just wanted this all done and over with.

I walked in and checked in at the front desk where the lady told me to go to studio 3. I walked for. The hallway until I saw the door marked with the number 3.

I grasped the handle but before I went in I just stood there bracing myself for the lonnng week ahead. Once I gathered myself I whipped open the door. My jaw dropped. I could not believe what I was seeing.

I know it's SUPPPPPPER short but I wanted to leave you with a cliff hanger. What was behind the door??

Sorry I haven't posted. I didn't think anyone was liking it so I just stopped posting but I might start again. Idk I'll see😛😁 and sorry for typos I didn't re read it

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 21, 2014 ⏰

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