It’s been a week without dancing and believe me, it was a nightmare to not do something that you got used to doing every day. That you always loved to do—that’s been your life, even. It was funny how everything turned out to be just fine despite the last time I talked to Mark, but now, he was acting as if it never happened. Maybe I should move on now too because for the past week, I couldn’t get my mind set into place and it terrified me.
Two weeks.
That’s the only time we all got now - two weeks to catch up with everyone. Two weeks to prepare everything. Two weeks to make up my absences during training. I offered myself to do the jackets while I was sitting still and looking pretty (ugly) so I finished everyone’s cropped tops to save more time since I wasn’t really doing anything for t
