Journal Entry #2

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Dear Mirror,

I'm so nervous about this audition. It's all I've been thinking about since the first semester, I've

been practicing for so long. Rudy and I have a good connection but anything could happen, I

could break my neck or miss a count or even just forget the whole routine altogether. This math

quiz doesn't make it any better either. Ms. Turpentine is a real drag too, she's been wanting me

to fail since the first day I came late to class because I overslept from practice the night before.

I wonder why mom gave up being a dancer. She looked so free and happy in those pictures  in

the living room. Sometimes I feel she looks at a piece of herself when she looks at me.

Sometimes it feels like she living through me. Is this what I want to do? I ask that question

sometimes, but just feeling the music and listening to the lyrics, the adrenaline when I move

and the feeling of accomplishment when you master the routine is second to none. I hope that

one thing doesn't pop up on my report either because I really want to get into this college. The

morning is beautiful today. The sky has a pink-peach color and its about 74 degrees just

how I like, not too hot and not too cold. The winter is slowly coming to an end but we still

have some very cold days but that's what comes with living in San Fran right. Anyway I still

haven't found a girlfriend yet. My friends are starting to say I'm lonely, especially since it's been

a year, 3 months, 12 days, 4 hours, 33 minutes, and 45 seconds since Angelica dumped me on

her birthday because I told her that I wanted to be a full-time dancer and not the future famous

NFL draft lottery she hoped for. Sure I was a top recruit but I only played to see my dad happy. I

know some girls like me but I rather wait until I find the right girl I can grow with. Sometimes  I

wish you could talk back to me, share your opinions, maybe even give me some advice. I love

my sister Violet but I would still like to talk to someone about how I'm feeling you know...

someone who is not apart of my family. I'm also happy for Violet she looks like she really likes

Avery. I don't know what she likes about him except the fact that he looks a little like me when I

was a freshman but hey, she's happy and I love the little booger. I'm almost at school and my

hands are getting a little clammy but none the less the show must go on right? I hope I do well

in my audition, I know you will be watching my every move... it's what you do anyway right?

Until we meet again,

Indigo

February 16, 2018

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