I can’t keep myself from freaking out. I am literally shaking.If we mess up once, that’s it, we won’t get a opportunity like this again. This dude walks up to me and says “ Get ready, you guys are next. Wait, where is your partner?” “Don’t worry. He is somewhere around here” I said. Who knows where he is I thought. He always does this. When I am over here freaking out about dancing in front of hundreds of people he is there just not worrying and enjoying his life. After a few minutes he finally comes and asks me if I am ready. “Do I look ready? I am about to die of nervousness and you ask me if I am ready. Weirdo.”I said. “Calm down. This is the day we have been waiting for, the day we spent our blood and sweat for. Just dance your heart out. I am nervous too. I asked you thinking you would give me these inspirational words but I had to do it.” And he looked at me with those eyes, those cute eyes which got me started to dance. My heart is beating. Ahhh. This is the last thing I need. Then that same dude came up to us and said “Go, Go, you guys are up” Oh no. Oh no. Before I even think I am at the stage. I look at him. He looks at me and nod. Then I take a deep breath and start dancing. After I finish dancing, I can finally breathe again and when I look up I see people clapping their hands and one or two of them standing up. Then I realize why I am doing this because I love to do it and I can see these smiles that we put on after we finish. And I am see a small video of what we went through to stand here and dance. Like the first time we met at that dance studio when my mom was trying to buy it and his friends and him was begging to let them still have the studio, or the time when he broke his leg and still danced or the many times when we get rejected just because we weren’t rich or something. I am so happy and then all of a sudden he touches my hair and pats it then without even thinking I hug him so tight. I feel like I can do anything and feel so safe in his warm hands. When we go to the backstage we did our little handshake that we made up. Always after a dance performance we go out and do fun things with our group. Which includes Abigail who we call Abby and Harvey, my besties and always know how brighten up the day. Then Liam who is the Mr. perfect in the group. Ricky and Jaxson, jokers in the group and our choreographer Aaden sir. And my dance partner,Randy. Last but never the least me, Sasha. This is my dance group. Except for Aaden sir everyone else is background dancers. Aaden sir is the one who choreographes for us. He is really brilliant. He is supposed to be the one who deserves these chances that we have but he didn’t and now he helps us out. I love my group, it’s with them that I feel so happy being myself. 

We all live at Aaden sir’s grandma’s house. After all the partying last night we fell asleep until the noon. At least most of us. We all woke up when we heard Jaxson screaming on top of his voice. When we got there to see, he was running around like a crazy idiot. We all yelled at him for waking us up and that’s when he said the news. That Randy and me excel to the semi-finals. I forgot to tell you that me and Randy is in a dance competition. That’s what he is talking about. Oh my god. Oh my god. I can’t believe it. I thought we would lose because all of our opponents were internationals dancers. Randy came up to me and hugged and I hugged him right back. Aaden sir came in and told us good job and that we have to practice more harder. Aaden sir is like that, he never praises you or anything but we know that he is really happy for us. That’s when our sweet little Maria comes with her special dish popcorn chicken and chili rice. Maria is Aaden sir’s grandma. We call her Maria to get on her nerves. When we see the dish everyone runs to her and she is pretty mad that we didn’t come early and everything. I was about go with them when I saw Randy just going to his room. I followed him and I saw him crying in his room. I went up to him and asked why he was crying. “You don’t know how happy I am right now. This is my dream come true. The only thing my mom said to me before she died was don’t give up on your dance and I want to see you become a great dancer from up there. I want to make her last wish come true.” He said. “And it will come true, Randy. You are working so hard to make your mom’s dream come true. And one day it will.”I said. “Thanks” He said. And I said “ Now come on so we can eat somewhat of Maria’s popcorn chicken and chili rice before it’s all gone”.

 Now that we are going to the semi-finals, Aaden sir is really strict on us and making us practice day and night. I am about to pass out from all the practicing. The truth is that I only started dancing 3 years ago, I started because I saw all these friendship and wanted to be a part of it. But now dance is a part of me even though I whine a lot about it. After a few more hard days of practicing and making changes at the last minute, we are ready. I am more confident now but then there is a part of me that says what if I mess up because then now I will ruin Randy’s dream too. This is the pressure when you dance in pairs, and if you make a mistake you just don’t ruin the opportunity for yourself you will ruin your partners too. It’s finally that day. I am nervous but for some reason I am always nervous for the first few rounds then I am fine for the finals and everything. I think I get more confident when I pass a few rounds. Randy is the complete opposite, he gets worried for the finals not the first few rounds. It’s January 24th, the day of the finals. Randy is sweating and shivering and I am trying to make him feel better. I hear him say to himself “we can’t lose this opportunity” Then we finally get to the stage and ace it. I see our group sitting together and screaming on top of their lungs and cheering us on. I feel a little confindent. And I just know that we did good because during the dance I looked at the judges and I saw a positive smile and they were going along with the performance. But still this is the finals, so. After the performance we go to backstage and have the option to see other’s dance but I don’t have the courage to. Until doing the dance I was really fine but now after we performed I am dying of nervousness.