Post by {|.Arianna || Frenchie.|} on Oct 16, 2009 20:03:06 GMT -5
-Because I'll be There....
....in the back of your mind
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Arianna walked into the auditorium wearing pair of blue jean shorts and a black tank with a black jacket over it. Her hair was pulled back into a messy pony tail with curls hanging out everywhere like usual. Not like she meant for it to be that way, but that was just the way her hair was. In one hand, she carried her Ipod, the headphones of which where in her ears blasting Burn It to the Ground by Nickleback currently. In the other was a pair of used toe shoes.
She got to the stage and sat down on it backwards to pull herself up, too lazy to walk around to the stairs. She walked backstage and plugged her Ipod into the speakers back there after pulling the headphones out of her ears. She switched it to soe softly playing classical music and walked back out to the stage.
The auditorium was empty, and Arianna wanted to practice on the stage seeing as she had never even seen it before and she had a performance there in a few weeks. She pushed a black curl out of her face as she turned and walked to one corner of the stage. She took off her jacket and worn black converse and laig them on the ground. Then she pulled her tank top off over her head and her blue jean shorts off. She was wearing white tights and a leotard with shorts legs on under, so it wouldn't have bothered her anyway if someone had been in there. She'd been dancing for so long and changing in front of people like this so often, it didn't bother her.
She sat down and quickly tied her toe shoes on, lacing the ribbons around her ankles. Standing up, she did a few quick turns to the center of the stage on her toes and sank to one knee to start stretching her legs out quickly. By the time the next song was on, she was through. She gracefully stood and spotted with her blue gray eyes as she quickly did a series of pirouettes. As she did them, the free curls whipped around her head and she moved few centimeters as she did so. Suddenly she stopped and sank to the ground, her knees up and her head bent down toward them as tears started suddenly streaming down her face.
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Credits to: Frenchie Of: Somewhere
And music lyrics from: Best Days of Your Life by Kellie Pickler
And music lyrics from: Best Days of Your Life by Kellie Pickler
