As I Am| A Chris Brown Story
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"Aye, don't bring out no more bullshit ass dancers. I need two more girls by tomorrow or I'm screwed. I can't miss this opportunity man. " Chris exclaimed as the last group of dancers entered the stage. Every dancer had to perform a self choreographed ninety second routine.
"Chill out bro, Rahkim said he saved the best for last." It sounded like Braxton was trying to convince himself that more than he was trying to convince Chris.
"Yeah whatever man, let's just get this over with." Chris slouched with boredom in his seat.
"Dancer 205, you're up Shawty." Rahkim called over the microphone.
Dance For You by Beyoncé begins to blast through the speakers as Essence walked to the "X" on the stage. She takes a deep breath and begins to immediately lose herself in the music. She danced gracefully as she imagined that she was Beyoncé herself in her own little music video. She pictured herself alone, with nothing but her speaker and camera. Her eyes closed as she used her body instrument to illustrate her meaning of the song.
Dancing was a way for her to feel free. She used dance as a way to communicate who she really was. What her mouth couldn't say, her body definitely could and she knew how to make others crave for more. Chris could not take his eyes off her. He could not shake the sense of familiarity with her. He's seen her somewhere but can't make out where. His heart immediately began to race. He completely forgot that others existed in that moment, all he saw was her. Her long and thick curls, her beautiful brown skin, her curvy hips, her full two toned lips. God, was she a sight to see. What intrigued him the most is that, she wasn't trying to throw herself at him. She was using her body to tell a story. A story that he never wanted to end. He knew in that moment that she was the one.
"That's enough. Thank you number 205. You can step off the X now." Essence was immediately brought back to reality. She quickly exited the stage and sat with the others.
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