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Chapter 12- A clown who's had a very bad day
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The Music To Her Dance Chapter 13- Ripping The Bandaid Off
Before I left the hall, I was given something to think about yet again.Luca had assigned me the responsibility of thinking what rules one needed to keep in mind during a dance routine.I thought about it, pretty much the entire evening as I tossed and turned in my small bed.Trying really hard to tune out everything bad that had happened in the day.When I saw the time going for midnight, I knew that I was in for an all expenses paid for- insomnia sponsored night.And I was quite shocked to feel myself yearning for something. A connection even. One with the one person that I had no real relationship with. My mother. That's when I knew my day had gone that horribly for me to even long for her genuine presence in my life. Screw it, I thought as I jumped off the bed.For a few minutes, or what could have easily passed for hours- I sat, motionlessly in front of the computer.Reading, rereading and memorizing the last email from her. That I already knew by heart.For quite some time, I
The Music To Her Dance Chapter 14- Trouble In Paradise
Feeling like I had been neglecting my friendship with Abby, I decided to spend that evening with her."Surprise!" I beamed when she opened the door."I'm surprised indeed, alright." She gave me a lazy smile."Someone's out of a funk already?" She checked."Oh, you know me, I'm made of sterner stuff." I shrugged."That you are," she weakly chuckled."Your roommate is never here," I noted, looking wildly around the small room. As if half expecting her to jump out of the small closet, any second."Uh huh," Abby nodded. "I never even really know where she is myself. In fact, I rarely see her.""She's probably out with Chris," I waved a bit dismissively."Bri, you and I have been best friends for years. So, I most definitely know when you're fishing." She called me out. "Me? Why would I? Never!" I instantly averted my gaze."What? Are you jealous?" She grabbed my chin, until my eyes wandered in her direction."To be honest with you, I'm not even." I began. "If anything I'm slightly reliev
The Music To Her Dance Preface
I've never been stuck in such a confusing dream before; where everything I want and love with every fiber of my being, seems so near- yet so far. Where every day seems to be a reminder of my limitations and why I can't give in to my impulses.And this is that kind of dream;where life seems to be getting a thrill from slamming me hard into rough walls one minute, only to make me see rainbows and unicorns in the next.I easily lose my sense of self when the darkness threatens to consume me. Just like I easily lose sense of rationality, when my mind and heart's fixations make me feel ecstatic enough to weep with the joy.Even though this is a maze of confusion-with no sensible way forward, I know it's imperative that I keep moving.Despite the blood,sweat, and tears that comes from the days that leave me feeling beaten.Despite the love,joy,and ecstasy that I find myself enveloped in every time I'm on the verge of victory.And just as my hand reaches out for understanding and all that
The Music To Her Dance Chapter 1- Sidelines
I can't remember when I started dancing. It's always just been the one thing that felt like second nature.But I'm sure that when I discovered it, I fell in love.And over the years, it continued to feel like flight,a taste of joy and recently even started becoming an escape from everything I didn't have the courage to face.During my schools' ski trip last winter, I dislocated an ankle joint. An accident that landed my leg in a cast.So my entire spring entailed making trips to the physiotherapist, and practically starring at the walls of a house that had started to feel like my personal prison.After the abrupt end to my dance training resulted in a sick leave that no one had seen coming, I was happy to be waking up in my old dorm room again. The day I'd been looking forward to for months had finally arrived; my return to Walnut Hill School. It felt like experiencing that first ray of sunshine after a storm.I had been given the same small and plain room that I had occupied before I
The Music To Her Dance Chapter 2- End of Tunnel
At around the beginning of the next school day- I was summoned to the director's office. Upon coming back I knew that my future with the school was still undecided. In fact, it was in the hands of a number of people. Whether I'd join the advanced placement dance class like I originally would've, or redo the entire year and forget about all the hard work I had done.Knowing that the verdict about my life depended on whichever direction these people would decide to take, made me feel both restless and helpless.I hadn't expected all four dance instructors to be part of this decision-making meeting.But there I was; sitting in front of the director's desk, two instructors to my left and two more to my right."This is about whether or not you believe she can still make it in the class." Madam Bennett,our school director said, sharp-nosed and grey-haired like I remembered."I don't think she can cope in advanced placement. I mean, graduation is just a few months away." Cavanaugh, an instru
The Music To Her Dance Chapter 3- Blurred Reality
I looked up at him, intending to make a funny comment.But the distance between our bodies was almost non existent. We stood in what looked like the inside of the dance hall that I know.His expression was gentle and tender as he studied me; making his pale blue eyes to glow with some inner emotion that I couldn't identify, or even understand.His entire focus was on me.It was like drowning in seas of blue. In that moment, there was nothing in the world that I wanted more than to just dive into the depths of those eyes.I couldn't remember what I'd been about to say. Or even why. All my mind seemed to comprehend were the beautiful features of his body. Like his lips, his arms, and even the scent that enveloped him. Which suddenly overpowered me. My body felt warm and feverish all over. I wanted him to close the small distance between us. Hell, I wanted him to kiss me even.Even thought I knew that he could tell what I wanted, from just looking into my eyes. He didn't give in. Or at le
The Music To Her Dance Chapter 4- Sounding Board
Happy to see that like yesterday, he had something to listen to- I set to my task with burning zeal, showing the lunges, long arm crunches and planks just what Brianna Whitlock is made of.I knew my workout fury was fired up by more than just the simple desire to do well.My feelings were out of control this morning; raw and intense after both the erotic dream that robbed me of my beauty sleep, as well as the email from my mother.Somewhere in the middle of my second set, Luca removed the buds from his ears, sat back and started watching me.For a second there, I became self conscious. But immediately pushed all other non-mentor related thoughts away.He occasionally critiqued and offered suggestions for new tactics. And I enthusiastically tried them out, without any witty quips."Taking it out in practice is one way to go about it," he said thoughtfully. "But talking is usually a better option.""Wish I knew what you're talking about," I said making another lunge forward."For starter
The Music To Her Dance Chapter 5- Good friends, Special friends
At lunch; I settled for a bit of brown rice, added chicken breast and a side of asparagus to my plate.I had learned over the years, that a big part of what made me a dancer - way more than the moves and the capability itself. Was what I put into my body. But of course, me being the rebel that I am, I still turned a blind eye from time to time.Especially when snacking opportunities were involved. My return to school had however made me feel determined to eat clean again. Because I needed with every fiber of my being, to see myself performing at my peak again. As I was, of course, still on probation. While grabbing an apple from the fruit basket; I could see Abby and the rest of them already settled at our favorite lunch table.My earlier temper over the email from my mother and my conversation with Luca, immediately shifted to the very back of my mind. As I excitedly headed to join them at the table.Christopher removed the thick book that he had placed next to him.I placed my
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