Chapter 85
Saturday 5th of November Zaragoza, Spain Noah Williams I walk over to Richelle and sit down next to her. "That was good!" she says and hands me my wafted bottle. "Thanks," I say smiling and take a sip of my water. It's Saturday afternoon and the cast and me are walking through all the dances while Richelle's watching. I think we're halfway through it and until now it's going fine. I don't feel like I dance the best I can, but I'm sure that'll change when I just practice a little more. "What am I going to do during the shows?" Richelle asks suddenly. I look at her and surprisingly I see some kind of fear in her eyes. "What?" I say confused, "you're of course just going to come with us backstage." "And is everybody okay with that?" she asks worried. "Richelle of course!" I say someho
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