Chapter 22January 2: Angie
You ever notice how you can be really confident about doing something, and then somebody important is watching you, and you feel like you don’t have a f*****g clue? I was so wound up about Ramon watching me dance, my student asked me what was wrong.
“I’m being an i***t,” I told her, voice low, back turned to the man I wanted to impress. “He’s seen me dance before, but not in this context, and for some reason it’s freaking me out. How about you? Are you okay with it?”
“I used to hate it when anybody watched,” she admitted. “Some friends said they wanted to come and see me, and I was like no. Nope. Do not do that, and then they were all weird about it. I had to promise I’d tell them the next time I compete. I’m afraid they’re expecting me to look like Julianne H
