CHAPTER 68: THE CREDIT CARD

VANESSA

My ballet partner held me in the air with both of his hands fanned out on my stomach for support. Wesley's arms were a little shaky trying to hold me in the air in a steady position, but thankfully he hadn't dropped me yet.

The lift that Wesley was nervous about we paid the most attention to, practising it over and over again. Even after rehearsals were finished we continued going because we both wanted to give it our best. We were both adamant to get it right.

Our choreographer Mags watched on as we finished our routine, keeping in mind the many mistakes that I'm sure she's going to bombard us with any minute now. I wasn't in the mood to be quite honest.

"Okay, Guys. I think we'll leave it at that for the day. I'm tired just watching you two."Mags said and we stopped what we were doing."I know you both put in a lot of hard work, but we need more of that."

I nodded my head slowly taking the opportunity to catch my breath. I agreed, of course, we weren't our best today. But w