Passion

Chapter 2: Recital

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Chapter 2: Recital

“Girls you’re on in five!” shouted my dance instructor Jennifer. There was just two routines left of the recital, my acro group and then my hip hop solo. I was so happy I got the solo for the season. I trained and danced hard, ‘that performance better effing fantastic.’ I thought to myself as were finishing up little touches of lipstick and mascara. I myself applied a layer of maroon lipstick, with browns and blacks colliding with ease on my eyelids, my cheeks rosy, and my eyelashes longer than any natural eyelashes should be. We were all dressed in skin tight booty shorts and dark blue sparkly crop tops, our hair in tight ballet buns

Just as I was finishing a final swipe of mascara we were called to the stage. “Good luck out there!” Jen said to me. I had known Jen for my whole dancing career, she started teaching when I started dancing, so it worked out well for our relationship. I saw a final flip of her straight blond hair before being whipped out onto the stage for the performance.

Chandelier by Sia came on the speaker system, and my group of seven girls started blended smooth motions, back arches, smooth body rolls, flips, and our own unique creations, that Jen said would make us stand out to the other groups. I loved this group and I loved the routine we came up with, not to mention the song is pretty kick ass. After the lights dimmed we all speed walked off the stage and I did a super quick change into a pair of black baggy sweats, a bright pink sports bra, high top black converse, and my bun was dropped to a ponytail.

In the matter of ten seconds I was ready and center stage, back facing the audience. I heard the first beats of Na Na by Trey Songz and the performance took over my body. Each beat moved my torso in a different way, leading up to big jumps, and ground tricks. As the song came to a close, the adrenaline I could feel pumping through my veins was leaving my system. Looking out into the audience I was surprised when I saw my family through the bright blinding lights illuminating the stage. The crowd erupted into shouts of approval and appreciation, clapping, and my family chanting my name. I smiled and waved as I strutted off stage with my hip hop ‘swagger’.