Salute

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*I'm using the name Emily instead of y/n*

•Emily's pov•

'Salute' by little mix echoed through the nearly empty dance studio. All of the dance moves I had known for months were shown mirrored back to me. My feet gliding along the glossy laminate floor. My hand and arm movements exactly in time to the beat of the music letting the bass and treble determine my body flow. My mind was fully concentrated on my routine and I made my last few moves and the song ended.

I stood in the middle of the empty room looking at the mirror walls. This was my big chance. If I did perfect during the routine recital, I would be up to earn 5 possible scholarships for dance and one of the 5 was from Juilliard. I did all types of dance; ballet, lyrical, classical, and hip hop. I did them all, but hip hop was my favorite. It was so different, I was able to express myself more, not only through the movements, but through the costumes and makeup. The music was upbeat and kept me on my toes.

I closed my eyes and did something I hadn't done in a long time, I danced to no music, I let melodies and songs in my mind determine the way I let my feet carry along the floor. Everything seemed to be calm and I was deaf to the outside world. I stepped lightly in my feet as I danced around not knowing where I was going. Spinning on my toes and my fingers sliced through the air as I spun. I opened my eyes and there stood my amazing boyfriend, Nash. I hadn't seen him in 9 months.

Nash is a year older than me and is in the Air Force. I picked 'salute' because of him. I ran to him and he pulled me into his chest, his grey sweatshirt covered in my tears.

"You're here." I looked at him.

"I couldn't miss this." He smile and pressed a quick peck to my lips. "so show me your routine." I nodded and turned the song back on, moving my body to the music, keeping my timing perfectly. The music stopped and I faced Nash.

"That was fantastic." I smiled kissing his lips. "You'll do wonderful Emily."

"Thank you, babe."

"I salute you." He saluted me and I blushed saluting him back.

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