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Chapter 7
Rehearsals continued in an almost boring manner. As a dancer, I should be used to stopping and beginning again but honestly it still pissed me off (slightly, seeing as I'm now a professional wink wink). The rehearsals were better in a way that I wasn't distracted anymore. I realized how completely idotic, stupid and moronic I had been. I was just like all the girls I absolutly despised. It disgusted me to no extent. I guess I wasn't as strong as I thought. But as one of my favourite song says, I'm gonna harden my heart. So, that's exactly what I did.
I'm ignoring the tingles. Fuck that. It apperently doesn't mean shit. Whatever. The heartache I'm getting is obviously because of the fact I dissapointed myself. Obiously. Well, ok then heart. Be that way.
Yes, I'm talking to my vital organs. Go ahead and judge. It's only midly weird. Plus it's not even all my fault. It's like 50% my fault for being an ignorant twat, 30% my hearts fault for wanting something that has the power to ruin me, 15% HIS fault because well duh, and 5% karma. I guess the fact I led those two other guys on has finally come to bite me in the ass. Karma's a bitch.
We've been rehearsing for two weeks now and the show is coming along really nice. I'm happy. Me and Molly are still besties, and Ashley is still a bitch. To me. To everyone else she's also a whore, but a nice one. What a fake slut. Yes, I'm supposed to be the mature one, but this girl pisses me the fuck off.
On the exact thenth day of rehearsal during our lunch break, me and Molly were gossiping about the fact Jersey Shore's Snooki finally has a baby. Yes, I know, we're pathetic, sad, blablabla but this is important stuff!! When we came to the topic of the baby's name a guy came over to our corner. He introduced himselve as Cameron. Everything about him was hot. Even his name. Oviously not as sexy as HIM but hot nonetheless. I recognized him as the guy that smiled at me while we were waiting at the audition
"Hi, I'm Cameron. Sorry to over hear your conversation and seem like a stalker, but Snooki's baby is something we should all discuss."
"OMG, you're so right Cameron. Come sit!!" That was Molly. I'm more reserved around new people.
"You can call me Cam guys. As the only straight dancer in the company (A/N: A company is the group of dancers in a musical or so) I'm trying hard to stay manly. So maybe we can be friends?"
"Cam, honey, welcome to the family. This isn't primary school you know. You didn't evenhave to ask." Molly again. Obviously.
"Yes, hi, Cam you're totally right. It is super important. It's just so irresponsible." This was me. If he was gonna be our new friend, might as well start talking right?
So we launched in an easy conversation about Jersey Shore. Hardly a way to start off a friendship right? It seems not.
I gave Cameron a once over. He hair was short but, not too short so that there were still curls visible. His eyes were also captivating. But they weren't burning into yours, didn't see in your soul. Like HIS. Stop thinking like that. It's stupid.
Finally our director called us to stand, we all did thinking rehearsal started again. Instead he started a super long speech about how far we've come, ladidadida, and so on and so forh. Finally he got to the good and important things.
"It's been two weeks which means the time has come to pick the A-dancer. Before we can however choose this very, very lucky girl, we're all going camping by a lake. This will be bonding time, but the directory can also decide during that time. We leave tomorrow, so cancel all plans. This will also let us know the most dedicated dancer. Good luck and see you tomorrow. Rehearsals are dismissed to prepare yourselves. Go."
Immediatly the room errupted in commotion and everyone scattered. Cameron said, "I shouldn't even go. Too bad a guy can't be the A-dancer. Well, it's not like I would like to grind all over Grey, but still..."
I bursted out in laugher. I couldn't help it. Cameron was funny! "I guess I won't see you there then."
"Oh you will. Wouldn't want to miss bonding time..."
"Hahahahahaha, guess I'll see you there Cam. Molly, wanna come to my place to pack?"
"Yea, sure Anna, let's go."
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