LE DIAMANTÉ ( THE DIAMOND) ON HOLD

17. wrecked genesis.

Blair's P.O.V.

Day of the accident.

I woke up with my body in knots from my awkward sleeping positions, obviously.
It's like I do some crazed dance in the night as if asking the gods of sleep to pity me and grant me a nights rest. Which they usually decline based on the fact that I'm still buddies with insomnia.

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Ina's been grinding me to the bone with our dance routine for the upcoming competition.
I like her but I just might strangle her if she keeps up with the bossy attitude.

" Again" she demands "until its perfect. You keep lagging behind before we do the switch" I glare at her , I'm a panting mess, my body aches and I'm damn tired before I can get a word in she starts the music up again.

I love Rosalia the artist but Ina's making me think otherwise, why does flamenco have to be so damned hard!

" For fuck sakes Blaire!" She yells grabbing a fist full of her hair." I think I should solo this part you'll fuck it all up for us. Why you gotta dance like a one legged flamingo. "she says tiredly

I gape at her " ok first off, get your head out of your fucking ass and stop being such a bossy shit head" I'm fuming honestly and I ignore the raised eyebrow she's giving me " we are only a week away and you decided to switch from afro to flamenco for the traditional bit at the last minute. I'm trying my best, this is way out of my comfort zone and your bitchy attitude isn't helping!"
She give me an incredulous look before bursting into laughter, Jesus this girl is possibly possessed.

" You look redder than a cheery right now" she whizzes , Still doubling over in laughter.
I slap her shoulder and she flinches giving me a smile " I'm sorry , I just have this crazy idea and I'm hoping we can pull it off perfectly enough to please Mr Jackson".

" I get that but this routine isn't working, it's a drastic switch from contemporary to ballet to flamenco". She scoffs as if it's nothing to her.
" Wheres a dance terminator when you need one." I mumble plopping down on the carpeted part of the floor.

Greg and Charlotte walk in both holding their gym bags on the left side of their shoulder, they wave at the same time and I resist the urge to snort.

" Do they always do things at the same time?" Ina asks before gulping down her water bottle

" It's a twin thing, can be annoying sometimes". We sit letting the exhaustion consume us selfishly.
Greg and Charlotte take over the speakers and start practicing their dance routine with a group of three other guys.

Ina looks intently at them as they finish their routine posing perfectly at the end.

" If that's our competition, we're screwed"

I hate to admit but she's right. Ignoring the small amount of jealousy brewing in my head.
I pull out my phone from my hoodie. " Hey we better get going or we'll miss the movie" I nudge Ina and she nods packing up our stuff.

" I still think it's a waste of cash , Heath ledger will forever be the best joker DC could make" Charlotte says pointing her water bottle at Greg.

"I second that!" Ina yells as we get closer to them.
Greg snorts shaking his ginger  head " Jared played a better joker than Heath did".

" Couldn't agree more" I say and Charlotte rolls her eyes at us. " We going out for a movie , wanna come with?"

" Love to but this routine wont perfect itself" Greg says adjusting the strings on his sweat pants.