Dressing Room 7

Dressing Room 7

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Marilyn always gets good roles in the school play. Sara only signed up because she needed an extra circular activity. Anna was forced to audition by her mother. Marilyn is talented. Sara thinks she's talented. Anna has no confidence at all. Marilyn is friendly but has no really close friends. Sara is the type of girl who posts pictures on Instagram of her and her million friends, captioning them with pop song lyrics. Anna is a total nerd, and also a geek, in addition to being a lover of all things knowledge. They're not similar people, in fact none of them have ever even spoken to one another before. So what could possibly bring them together? There's only one thing that takes different people from different places. That makes a show of real life. That's the music, the dance steps, the stage make up and the costume changes of dressing room number seven.
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I slipped on my shoes, tightened my shoes. Straightened out my leotard, and fixed my hair. "Ana! Ana!" they called out. I walked on to the stage placement A1. I stood in first position looking down waiting for my que. The music started and then I started. I went on my toes shoes and danced. I dipped and many boys caught me. This act was called The Girl. I am that girl. It's about her being so beautiful that everyone falls for her. In real life I am nothing like that, In these dances I nothing but that. As they dance aggressively yet gracefully, I saw my mother in the crowd. I blinked twice to get the image out of my head because she was gone and I didn't want crazy images of ghost in my head. She was gone. One of the boys looked at me like I was crazy because I missed my cue. Crap I thought as I did it quickly to make sure everything was ok. Luckily everything was ok and got off the stage. "What the hell just happened there?" the director asked, I ignore him and walked to my locker to get a danish and some water, he followed me, "Hey girls only." I said "I'm gay." He replied "And..." I answered He huffed and walked out the room. I smiled at his anger. Seeing the director get angry was always so funny. Yet he always gives me the lead roll.

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