I walk into the newly fresh painteddoor. Carrying my hopes high, because it was my first day at work. I teach dance, I'm a choreographer. I got a call yesterday from Brian,telling me to come to 154 Dance Studio and teach dance to ConorSimpson. Now he isn't just any other type of singer, he's the Conor Simpson. Other girls adore him, butI have dreams and hopes, to make a name in my life, andI would chose career over a guy anytime.
So,I walk into the door feeling proud to be here. When suddenly -Smack!!- A chocolate cake is thrown at the person infront of me, but they duck. SoI get hit! I felt disgusted with cold chocolate mud cake on my face and dress. ThereI was, just 2 steps away from the door that I entered, and I was covered in cake. I turned around to hide my face,I heard giggling behind my back.I scrapped off the cake from my eyes and turned back to see who did that to me.
There I saw Conor Simpson, laughing with his friends. If he wasn't the 'main' guy in my job right now, I would've slapped him right on the spot. But, I kept my calm and found my way to the washroom.
I scrapped off the remaining cake left on me, fixed my hair and set off to find Brian the music director. Soon enough I found his office. He welcomed me with a smile on his face, atleast someone gave me a warm welcome. He told me I was going to be assistant choreographer. He gave me the lyrics to the song and gave me ideas to start help the choreographer.
I walked out of his room and walked my self to the studio. I saw atleast 10 people dancing around 1 guy. I didn't see who it was though. I walked in and got introduced to Kevin the choreographer. I loved his ideas about how the dance should go, we started our plans and worked out a couple of starting moves. I was following his lead when something caught my eye. It was the same guy who chucked cake on me! I asked Kevin if we were teaching Conor and his team. Kevin replied with a yes. A crazy brilliant idea struck through my brain.I feel a little a joy of having a chance to beat him in dance. I hear achuckle behind my back and I turn around to see it was Conor....
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