The Story of Steps

Dance Rehearsals

Faye:

Still limping, I walk next to the others as we approach the dance studio. Since Travis was arrested, a bit time passed and we now want to focus on rehearsals for Abbamania. And after that we'll soon head of for filming again. My injuries are still there - especially my back still hurts a lot while walking - but Pete wants us to practice now since we didn't attended rehearsals for a while and basically forgot the choreography. And that's fine; the band is also important now.

We walk into the studio, welcomed by our choreographer who smiles at us as if he just won in the lottery. "Hey guys, how great to see you again! Hello, Faye." he says with a smile. I reply with a shrug, still not entirely in a mood for a talk. I mean, at least I'm talking at all but I'm still off sometimes, almost like in a own world. I also decided to move back in to my parents house instead of searching for a new own house and they were - or still are - fairly happy about it. "Okay, no talk then. Are you motivated to practice?" he asks, now asking the band instead of just speaking to me.

"Of course we are! What did you plan?" H asks in an attempt to cheer the atmosphere. "I bet our Faye can't wait to see the choreography for the show again."

"Your Faye isn't interested in this all." I snap, kicking the dance stuff to the side and folding my arms. My response receives simple sighs as an answer. Yes, they're disappointed. But there's such confusion in my mind that it seems like I can't control my emotions. I mean, no one was mean and yet I snapped at H. He gladly seems to understand but, yes, the disappointment is obvious even if I'm so sorry.

The choreographer starts the music, starting to show us his plans for our dance. He explains us the choreography, also for those dances that we'll perform with the other bands - who currently are in another dance studio with their respective choreographer to rehearse for their own performance. "So, let's try and practice this part here. Girls, you take your place here, exactly. And boys, you keep standing here." he says. I frown at Lisa and Claire who are both standing next to me as we watch our choreographer starting the music again. He dances along while we try to follow the choreography. Lisa looks like a natural talent already and so does Lee - it's as if they already know the dance perfectly, it's almost as if they're real professional dancers. Well, to be fair, Lisa was dancing before joining the band so it's understandable how talented she is. As for the rest of us, well, we look rather weird. Claire looks quite annoyed with the dancing itself and H looks just confused and irritated at the attempt of our choreographer to explain us this performance. I personally can't follow what he says and also, my back starts hurting again. Maybe dancing with these injuries isn't exactly clever when I can't even walk at all yet - but this show is important and, being such a disappointment already, I should focus on the rehearsals now too.

At least that's what I plan until stumbling against H, making us both trip. "Faye?" H asks worried. "Are you okay?"

"Yes." I reply silently. "Just confused about this choreography, sorry."

I take my place again as the music still plays - our choreographer still dancing along. I sigh, rubbing my eyes again when feeling dizzy and tripping slightly. H seems to ask something and, similiar to how Lisa did, he puts his arms around me as my legs give in, my vision already going blurry and slowly turning completely dark, as I fall to the ground and into unconsciousness. 

And again it's someone shaking me slightly which makes me open my eyes again. "Faye? Can you look at me - please?" our choreographer asks as he lays his hands on my cheeks, my eyes briefly opening just to fall close again. "Hey, can you hear me?" he asks loudly, tilting my face towards him. I blink at him in pure confusion, met with the band looking at me worried. Their words sound like being far away. "It's all okay, you just fainted." he says.