The Dancer And The Artist

 

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  Olivia was a dancer, a beautiful dancer. She had a great passion for ballet as she followed in her mother’s footsteps. She loved the delicate steps and the amazing music, it lured her into a world where she could forget about her problems with life and just dance. 


But unfortunately Olivia had a life, a teenage nightmare. She’s in the second to last year of high school and she’s so excited to finally leave State Flowerfeild high school. Olivia had a best friend, Matt, he was a artist..a talented artist. They had been best friends since they could walk and they’d be inseparable.


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Olivia sighs clutching her books tightly to her chest as the rough November wind attacked her skin making her shiver and wrap her scarf more around her, she was heading to school on a cold Monday morning. Early starts means more dance so she gets up early to practice then she gets ready. Her mother says she shouldn’t get up at that time but she claims it’s fine 


She pulls her bobble hat further down making sure it covers her ice cold ears. She walks to the nearby bus stop, sitting down and waiting patiently. She sat up a little grabbing her pass and some change out of her bag as she turned back to face the road pushing her glasses further up her nose. 


Matt was her only friend and the only person she’ll ever need, he’s kind, sweet, caring..the list could go on and she’s just grateful for him


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“Hey Matt!” She smiles cheerfully as she walked up to the brown haired boy who was quietly huddled in the corner with his sketchbook and earphones. She kneeled down in front of him trying to catch his attention and she eventually does 


“Oh hey Liv! Sorry I’m very distracted today. I’m trying to finish this sketch for art class but it’s stressing me out so it’s going all wrong” He whines standing up and slipping his pencil and sketchbook in his satchel before walking with Olivia 


“So did you send that sketch of to that company?” Olivia asks taking her hat off and putting her gloves inside before putting them in her bag and turning back to the boy


Matt shrugs “No not yet but I’m looking on sending it..when I’m more experienced and better” he offers her a smile 


The blonde chuckles rolling her eyes and pulling him along “c’mon before we’re late for class” she mumbles 


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