I had been in this hall for an hour trying to come up with dances. So far I had gotten nothing. Once again I tried putting a few moves together but this time the moves fit with each other well. I quickly wrote it down so I wouldn't forget and tried adding more in. My ideas were finally working! I wrote more and more down until it was a decent length dance. I tried to find a song that went with it. I put swagger jagger on and started dancing. It went with it! I wrote that down before going back to my room to have a shower before going down for dinner. I had to teach it to Bruce after dinner and then come up with a load of other dances. Oh god what have I gotten myself into?
So far we had been in the hall for 3 hours me trying to teach Bruce how to do the dance. He had the first set of 8.
We had to sort out a variety of dances. I just hope Bruce is better at some of them.
We had been doing this for three weeks now. Bruce has the street dance and rock and roll sorted. At the moment we are working on our disco.
I went over my solo once again making sure I had it sorted out before moving on to all the lifts I has planned for this dance. The music was really fast and I had to keep up. I had put in so many kicks and jumps in this. I had to slide across the floor and get up pose and then jump into a lift in 2 sets of 8. I was struggling. No to mention the fact that I can't sleep much anymore. Every spare moment I had then was spent in that hall. Bruce didn't realise because he was catching up with school work though. Kyle was noticing. He kept telling me to stop worrying about it and just spend the time Mac told me to on it a day. But I couldn't. I couldn't concentrate in lessons and all my teachers don't really like me at the moment. Me and Bruce are still really close and spend most nights in each other's room, but I can't tell him how much this mission is stressing me out.
The only things I have ever been good at are dancing and fighting. Now I feel crap at dance because I can't even come up with a few dances and teach then to people. This is just making me feel worthless. I was feeling worse and worse about myself everyday. Pierce the Veil and Bruce were keeping me from going mental. But I didn't have any girls to talk to at the moment. Gabbie was on a mission and Kerry was doing her basic with James. There would be times where I would just be sat in hall sobbing. And well that day was one of those times. But that time, Bruce walked in.
He ran straight to me and hugged me.
"What's up Chelsea?" He said seriously.
"I feel shit!" I said my voice surprisingly strong.
"Why baby?" He asked worry filling his voice.
"I'm worthless! I can't even come up with dances! I'm stupid, ugly, fat and I don't deserve you!" I spoke again but this time my voice catching and going all high.
"Chelsea, listen to me! Your dances are amazing! It's my fault for being an awful dancer! Your not stupid! Your not ugly! You are the prettiest girl I know! Your are defiantly not fat! If anything I don't deserve you! And don't ever say you worthless again! Because I don't know what I would be doing right now without you! I know we are young, but Chelsea. I think I might love you!" After his little speech I had stopped crying.
"I think. I think I love you too Bruce." I said hugging him tightly.
2 weeks later and we were sorted! We just had to record our dance and then send it off. What we were wearing had to co ordinated, so for our street we just wore black. In our disco I wore black leggings and a blue bralet top, with no shoes, you don't need them in disco. Bruce was wearing black trackies and a light blue top. In rock and roll I wore black boots shorts and a white crop top with black vans. Bruce wore black skinny jeans and a white top with black converse. We has recorded everything apart from out disco. That was our hardest dance. The music soon started and I was counting is in. We were halfway through the song and my solo was coming up. I had put in so many high kicks to please the judges and a load of difficult stuff. I slid across the floor on my knees before jumping up doing a walkover and then running into a lift. Bruce picked me up swinging me around his shoulders and holding me above his head for a few seconds before placing me down and we finished the dance.
By the end of it all I was knackered.
We both went up to my room and just slept the whole day