So You Think You Can Dance

Tryouts

Pic Beth

Butterflies swarm in my stomach, I feel like I'm gonna puke!!! I'm number 153. Oh crap oh crap!!! It's 134 right now, and so far 3/4 of the people have been regected, do I really have what it takes??? These auditions are going by too fast!!! I keep on looking around in my seat, at my competitors. I look to my right and down the aisle and see someone staring at me. He was Asian; skinny and tallish with black hair spiked at the front. He had a thin face with deep chocolate brown eyes. He was good lookin' man. He looked around 18 or 19. He smiled slightly at me, and I realized I was staring back.

I quickly looked back at the stage where number 152 was doing some sort of hip hop/ robot roitene. OH My GOSH!!! ALREADY 152!!!! I closed my eyes and took deep breaths, my mom was sitting beside me rubbing my back. They called my number. I got up slowly, a bit dizzy. I walked slowly to the steps. The judges, Mary, Nigel, and Mia watch me as I walk up the stairs. As I walk, I remember how many hours I set into practicing for this, this is second nature. And it's happening!!! I'm trying out!!!!

A smile spread across my face; I was ready for this, I was born ready. I skipped to the microphone. The judges smiled at me.

"And who is this?" Nigel asked from his desk.

"I'm Beth Laney from Jordon, Utah!" I said, with a little laugh. I was extatic!

The judges laughed "Your so cute!" Mary giggled. "And what are you gonna dance today?"

"I'm gonna do a contemporary roitene I made up to the song Fix You?"

"Okay..."

I ran to center stage and kneeled down to my first pose and froze. The music started, and so did my dance. It was second nature, I let the music take me.

Before I new it, it was over and I was sad. I wanted the dance to last for forever.