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"Any questions you would like to ask me?" As soon as Mr.Conrad said that mostly all the girls' hands shot up and a few boys.
"Yes, girl in the pink flowery dress." he gestured towards me and I blushed. Derek scoffed and glared a...
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Sophie's Pov.
"Good. Now run the show again." Instructor Daniels says and I hear some of the girls groan out in agony. We had ran the show four times already. I was beginning to think that Mr. Daniels was a masochist.
"I think that I'm gonna be sick." I hear one girl say before bolting off of the stage. Mr. Daniels lets out a sigh.
"Since most of you seem to be dying in pain. If you can do this show one last time while giving me the utmost energy possible, I will allow you to go home earlier." He says. There was a mixture of responses. Some girls looked excited because they would be able to go home early while other girls frowned at the idea of running the show another time.
"Alright. Get into position. And remember, if I do not think that this is your best performance out of them all. We will run it again." He states and we all nod our heads.
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He did not, in fact, let us leave early. We had to run the show at least two more times. I left rehearsal with my feet feeling like they were on fire. My mom had come to pick me up and now I was currently going through a second torture.
My mom and I had hung out earlier today before my rehearsal since my birthday was tomorrow and she wanted to give me my space on that day. When I came home from rehearsal, I was met with the surprise of the whole house being decorated for me.
But, that wasn't the torturous part, that was actually nice.
No, what the torturous part was having my mom make me try on each party dress she had picked out for me. It's not that they looked hideous, it' just that she had brought so many.
"No the blue one actually looks really nice on you." She says and I look into the tall mirror in my bedroom.
"This reminds me of one of my dance competition outfits," I state and she frowns.
"Okay, I have long and short dresses to try on. Whatever you don't like I can either take back or if you like more than one, you can keep both." She says with a smile. I nod my head and pick up a long silky gold dress that apparently had a slit on one of the sides.
"This one seems nice." I go into the bathroom to try it on. When I exit the bathroom my mother nods her head.
"That one is definitely stunning." I do a small turn around. The slit was a little too high, but I still liked it a lot.
