30 - Love in the Air
I was late. The back hallways were devoid of people. No dancers in tutu strutted towards the front door, and no one giggled with their fellow friends. I was so late Samira is not even doing her makeup anymore. Damn you, Wei! Look at all the mess you put me in! No need to check for the hour and doing nothing. I dashed toward my room to dress. I was in a rush, so I spilled the content of my bag on the floor. I donned my hosiery, strapped on my b*a, put on my ankle-floor tutu, and tied my pointe shoes. I knew it's only been a week since I last wore them but... It felt like forever. I took my time to sigh and stroke them softly. I only had one accessory left: a leaf crown. Finally dressed, I checked on my outfit in the mirror. Wei won't have any problem thinking I'm a woman... But he wi
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