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Jimin - Ballet

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Oh god, out of all the days, there just had to be a traffic jam today. I look outside the taxi I was in and we were inches away from the car in front of us, it was that pact. I only thought of how Ms. Rosalinda was going to kill me if I was late, again.

It was our general rehearsal for our dance recital tomorrow and I was given the lead girl role for our own rendition of Swan Lake. But, I had an understudy who could instantly take my spot, if Ms. Rosalinda got furious at me.

My phone vibrates, Jimin was calling, my dance partner.

"Hey ..." I said softly knowing I was going to get scolded through the phone.

"Do I even have to ask?" He sighed and I twirled a piece of loose of hair near my temple.

"I'm so sorry -"

"Just get here on time, I'll try to stall, but you owe me," He said and ended the called.

I sighed and stared at my phone. It was 8:45 AM, the rehearsals start at 9 AM sharp and I wasn't even a block away.

"Mister, could you-" I was suddenly caught off when he honked his horn and he cursed out at the driver in front of him.

"Sorry Miss, you were saying?" He said looking at me in the rearview mirror. I shake my head startled, "Nothing."

My phone vibrates again, I received a text message.

Jimin: Mrs. Rosalinda plans to let Sarah practice with me if you don't make it on time. GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE!

I stare at the message, I felt like my stomach tied in knots. No, no, anything but that. The moment Sarah gets a chance to dance with Jimin, I'm doomed. It's just one step closer to her replacing me tomorrow.

I close my eyes praying. Please, make it on time, please. I squeeze my hands together feeling the anxiousness eat me up. I open my eyes and the traffic was moving, I don't say or think anything. I didn't want to jinx it.

I kept unlocking and locking my phone checking the time, and it made no difference. I was at least going to be 5 minutes late at my current pace.

As soon he arrived at the building I paid the fare, "Keep the change, thank you!" I shouted running into the building heading straight to the theatre.

I bust the doors opens and all eyes were on me, I was panting, but I made it.

"Ms. (Y/N), my office now." Ms. Rosalinda said and I look at Jimin, who gave me thumbs up trying to encourage me, as I followed Ms. Rosalinda. But we both knew I was dead.

Before I was completely out of the theatre following Ms. Rosalinda, Sarah was smirking, standing next to Jimin. Bitch.

"Was is it this time?" She said as we entered her office. Her back facing me.

"Traffic," I said firmly, knowing she hated people who couldn't stand their ground.

"Is that all?" She said turning around, looking at me blankly. She walked closer and I felt like my heart was going to burst out of my chest, she was that terrifying.

"Yes," I said as she nodded.

She raises her hand and tucked a piece of loose hair behind my ear, which shocked me, "Go on now, we don't need to waste more time," I stare at her for a moment in disbelief, "What are you waiting for?" She said and I nodded and quickly went to the stage.

It was definitely a wise choice that I decided to wear my practice clothes going here, or I would've wasted time changing.

"Now, that everyone is here," Ms. Rosalinda said looking at me, and for a moment I thought she was smiling, "Let's start from the beginning, shall we?" She said and we all rushed off stage, to the backstage to practice our entrances.