Dancing for my prince // l.t

Dancing for my prince // l.t

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" Wonder who's coming. " Jack breathed from behind me. " Yeah but who ever it is I hope they don't want to kill one of us. " I laughed as we walked down the carpeted hallway and to the dancers den. " WAIT WHAT IF ITS ONE DIRECTION?! " I screamed. I stop in my track making jack run into my back. " in your dreams. Like what are the chances one direction are going to show up at OUR dance studio? 0.00001% chance? " Jack laughs along side with me, leaving the building, He has a point. " oh yeah! I'll make you a bet. If One Direction shows up here tomorrow you owe me $20! If they don't I owe you $25! " I smirk while looking at jack. He looks up into the sky and back down to me. " you know what fine! But I have a strange feeling that you're right about this whole thing. " he complains. I shake my head laughing.
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{a One direction Fan fiction} I stared down at my feet. The judges were mumbling and messing with their papers. They must have seen millions before me. I couldn't remember what I was auditioning for. I had tried out for so many dancing roles in the past week they all ran together. I was tired of rejection. I looked up to six faces waiting patiently. 5 were young boys around the same age as me, and another was an older women with blonde hair like mine. She must have been in her forties. I'm not sure why five boys would be casting a young dancer. I think they might have said something about a music video when I walked in. "Name?" asked the older lady. "Catherine Stone." I stuttered.

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