Entering Elizabeth’s studio felt like some gateway where everyone I’ve ever met was going to judge me.
Faces of dancers I’ve used to compete with or against stood in the crowd and whispers of unknown dancers surrounded Hailey and me as we made our way through.
“I feel like a superstar,” Hailey mumbled giving the girls a quick glare making them look away.
I don’t know how Elizabeth managed to get Hailey as my roommate but I appreciated her efforts. I knew and trusted Hailey, and Hailey told me that she doesn’t do well with others. We had so much in common that I was considering her as my sister from another mother.
“Imagine how I feel. It’s me who is getting all the looks.” I muttered finding a spot.
Hailey looked around and smiled. “A rebel always stands out and everyone knows tha
