Dancing With the Enemy
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Last published Sat, Sep 27, 2014
Dancing with my family was all I ever had.
It washed away the stress, anger and the pain.
You see though it wasn't with my blood-related family that I was talking about, no. It was with the people who stuck around. The family that I chose.
With the Dance Generation competition coming up, it's never been more hardworking, sweaty or nerve-wracking in our little warehouse around the corner. If we won, we would receive a 250,000 check. If we won, we all could live a better life and dance away with no worries about bills.
It's not that easy, of course.
Our rivalry team was also competing. They were just as good as my crew.
But I had a plan. Jake Foster lived right around the corner. He was the one who tormented me through my 'awkward phase' when I had a boyish body. He was the best dancer I've ever seen though. I just have to give up my pride and ask him to help us and join The Warriors.
I can't believe I would dance with the enemy.
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