022 - Perfect

“Fame Hall..It’s time!“

The stage manager appeared at the entrance of the dressing room. This time with two more people behind him.

The group members were ready. They all clasped their hands together as Corey assumed the center of their circle. They had gotten rid of the thumb pins in the boots.. but Corey collected them for evidence. The group members stared at each other. With a wounded member, no one was expecting much from this performance.

Corey on the other hand still gave a prep talk.

“Well....this is it…what we all have been training for. This past month had been truly amazing….”

Corey looked towards Lola and smiled at her.

This was the first time the man ever smiled at her. Lola smiled back and gave a nod to show for him to go on.

“So forget the circumstances.” Corey continued. “We are Fame Hall Dancers. We give it our all!.. Show 'em what we’ve got!.”

Funnily some members still sniffled, but no one dared to cry and let the tears ruin their makeup.

“Hands in!”, Corey called