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Nineteen

Author: Arya Kaunis
last update Last Updated: 2024-02-14 04:41:35

After my talk with Sylvia, we became closer friends, and I was finally able to say I had made a friend that wasn’t Ace, though he counted as a friend in other ways, it was nice to have another girl to talk to every now and then.

She also helped me a ton with my choreography once the day of the competition arrived, I felt more than prepared and had the confidence that I could actually with this thing for once. Especially now that I had a little entourage of Ace and Sylvia to cheer me on in the crowd.

Despite the loud music and everyone else cheering, I was able to hear them the loudest of all and knew exactly where they were in the crowd. It helped boost my confidence and I felt like a butterfly on stage as I floated and moved about.

I just hoped I looked as graceful as I felt.

Come the end, I felt I had this thing in the bag, but there were two more competitors after me before they announced the top three winners and prizes. I jumped off the stage and made my way through to the back w
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