I went to my locker to get out my small bag, containing the clothes I usually dance in. I had to struggle a bit, which reminded me of that I really need to clean my locker from old books and notepads…
Once I managed to get out the bag without pulling anything else down from the locker, I heard a voice saying, “Why have you been so down lately?”
I turned around to see him.
“I’m… I’m not down..?” I said with a frown, causing Liam to chuckle. I rolled my eyes. Ugh, I hate the fact that he knows me so well.
But then he became serious again.
“What’s on your mind love?”
“Nothing…”

Well, the fact is that it has gone five whole days since I last saw Harry. I haven’t seen him in school at all, and he hasn’t called me or left me any text messages either, which made me a bit anxious.

First, I thought maybe he doesn’t like me that much anymore, and he just wants… to get rid of me. And that thought actually caused me to cry myself to sleep a couple of nights, and that’s also the reason I’ve been holding back. And trust me, it has been really hard. He’s all I’m thinking about, and this whole situation isn’t making it any better.
But then again, why would he skip school because of me?
I don’t know, but something is definitely not right, and I’m starting to get real unpleasant feelings about this.

“Well, apparently there is, but I guess you just don’t want to talk about it with me” he said, trying to act sad as he pretended to brush away a tear.
I started laughing, “no, it’s not like that… I’m just…”
I sighed. “I’m worried about this whole Harry-thing”
“Yeah, me too actually… his phone is turned off as well”
“H- how do you know that?”
“Know what?”
“That his phone is turned off..?”
I was sounding like some sort of a detective.
He started chuckling, “because it always goes straight to voice-mail. And he hasn’t answered any of the once I’ve left either”
That made me blush. Ugh, silly me… why didn’t I think of that earlier?
I glanced at the clock on my wrist. Ten minutes left, which means that I’m going to be late.

“Yeah… but hey, I really got to go! Otherwise I’ll be late to class” We smiled at each other as I then hurried my way over to the girls changing room.
I hastily changed my clothes to my regular ballet clothes, as I then remembered that we were going to rehearse for the show, which means that I’ll be wearing the swan princess dress.
Oh my god, Mrs.Gracia’s going to shoot me.

I went to the wardrobe where usually every dress is hanging, except for this time. My dresses weren’t there. The Swan Princess role usually contains two dresses; one white for the regular swan, and one black for the black-swan-part, and none of them were hanging there. Dear God, what have I done to deserve this?

I started pulling out every single dress that was in the locker out of frustration, but there were still no princess dresses.

I finally decided to stop looking since I’ve already got fifteen minutes late, so I hung them all up quickly as I then almost started running towards the hall where every student was sitting on the floor in a circle, dressed in their black costumes and white fluffy dresses.

“She’s late… again” I heard Megan say and when I glanced at her, I saw that she was rolling her eyes. Shut up, you’ve made my life miserable as it is.

“I’m sorry for coming late” I confessed.
“Where’s your dress Sarah?” Mrs. Gracia asked with a deep frown.
“Yeah, where’s your dress?” Megan repeated sternly.

“Shut up Megan” I almost shouted.

Wow,where did that come from?

Megan to slightly lifted her eyebrow while some of the other students covered their mouths with their hands in shock and some of them tried hard not to giggle because of the tension.
I tried hard to not blush, or to give her any signs to make her think that I regret what I just said, because I don’t.
Instead I gave her a stern look.
But then my gaze travelled over to Mrs. Gracia, and she for once wasn’t acting surprised. She didn’t even leave a comment or make any signs, showing that that was a really impropriety thing to say.

“It wasn’t in the dress-wardrobe” I said to her as I made my way over to the circle, and I tried to find a place to sit where I couldn’t see Megan’s ugly face.
“Are you sure?” She asked me sternly with a thoughtful frown. I nodded my head while I decided to sit between two of the six only boys.
“But I’m sure I saw it hanging there when I got out mine” a girl with a dark red hair, tied in a perfect bun, said.

That’s weird…

“And I’m su-“ but it didn’t take long time until I got interrupted.
“Okay, no big deal darling. Dancers, we’ll go through the choreography once, and then you” she pointed at me,
“And you” she said while she pointed towards one of the boys, although I couldn’t really tell who.
“Will have to practice those two jumps in the beginning, and then the very big one at the end!” She sounded really excited while she was wearing a big grin.

Everyone started nodding their heads in confirmation.

“Don’t just sit there, get to work! Cha cha!” she said while she clapped her hands, like she usually does.

This is going to be really interesting since this is my first time seeing the whole choreography, from beginning to end. Usually I’ve been rehearsing my parts over and over again, but I haven’t seen the others parts. The only thing I know is that the show is going to be about two and a half hours long, which is a really long time.

The music started playing loudly from the big speakers in the corner of the hall, as a boy dressed up with black tight costume and a pair of tight leggings underneath, made his way elegantly to the middle of the hall. All I could see was that his hair was a varying shade of blond and brown.

He started to move along with the rhythm. He was graceful, but at the same time… mysterious.

Some of the female background dancers joined him with their white sparkling dresses with just a few, but strong layers of a while tulle. They were all wearing two feathers in a shape of a crown around their forehead.

They were doing all sorts of jumps and steps. I have to admit that I’m really impressed, and the thought of me getting the role as the princess and not one of them, stroke me once again.
I mean… wow.

The other dancers started to fill in during the number, and suddenly I could guess that they were almost thirty out on stage. Every girl was dancing with their ‘own’ boy, as, who I could guess is playing the prince, was dancing with different girls every second, searching for his princess. I was smiling to myself like an idiot, but I just couldn’t hide all my excitement.

I’d guess that they had been out there dancing for at least twenty-five minutes, until it was only the ‘prince’ left, with three other girls. One of them was Megan. Oh my god, soon it’s my turn! Time to get prepared mentally! Okay Sarah, you can do this. Don’t forge-
“Sarah, go!” I heard someone whisper behind me, as that someone slightly touched my shoulder. Okay, this was being a bit too soon than I thought it would be.

I gracefully ran out on ‘stage’ as all of their gazes were stuck on me. This time, I got the opportunity to get a better look of the guy playing the prince. His eyes dragged all of my attention, as they were really big and also in the darkest shade of brown I’ve ever seen.

I did the steps I’d learned, as he soon grasped around my waist for me to do a jump.

I have to admit that it feels kind of strange that some other guy is… touching me. I mean, Harry always embrace his hand around my waist. It’s like… I can’t even describe it, but it feels really odd.

Everything went out just as planned, and I did actually get the opportunity to catch my breath during the scenes where I wasn’t included. I was actually supposed to change my dress twice during two of those breaks.
***

“Look what we’ve accomplished with! I think we all should give a big applause to ourselves.” Mrs.Gracia said, being really excited as she started to applause. Soon the rest of the students filled her in.

“Sarah, Christopher, I think you need to practice that big jump at the very end”
The guy playing the prince, or well, Christopher, turned around and smiled towards me.
“Shall we go and practice then?” he asked. I nodded my head in response as I smiled back.

The jump was really hard to get right. There’s a lot of technique behind it, and if you get one single step wrong, it could end up really bad. Trust me.
So it’s really important to stay focus all the time, and not to joke around.
We were talking to each other between every try. He told me that he was actually attending his second year, and that Mrs.Gracia had been asking him to join us.

At last, we got it right.
It was perfect, and we started to cheer and to clap our hands by pure excitement. But once we let our gazes of each other go, I think we both realized that we’d been practicing for a really long time since everyone had left, and we were the only ones left in the hall.
“Okay, I really need to go and change now. I’ve got a bunch of homework’s to do” he said with a big grin.
“Yeah, me too… Well, no not homework… but you get it” I said with a shrug, and he nodded in response.
“Well, I’ll see you on Friday”
“Yeah, bye!” I said as I then walked over to the other side of the hall to pick up my waterbottle.
“And Sarah”
I turned around.
“Yeah?”
“I think you did the right thing when you told her to shut the fuck up. She was begging for it” he said with a smirk, causing me to laugh.

Notes

Guys, I've been going to school for about 12 days, and I'm feeling like I'm going to die because of the big amount of homework the teachers are giving us. Ugh, it's so unfair.

So, I've been working on this chapter for a few days, so I decided to finish it off today, even though it's almost eleven in the afternoon here in sweden, and the fact that I'm feeling tired as hell. So I think you should have some understanding and feel some symphaty if you see some wrong grammar-/spelling.

But I'll try my best to speed up! kisses xx