Dazzle Me (When You Dance Book 1) by Juliana Haygert

Author:Juliana Haygert [Haygert, Juliana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-02-12T18:30:00+00:00

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Rayna

If I were a little more impulsive, I would have jumped on Martha and made her eat her words. Piece of shit. Ugh.

After rehearsal, Zack walked me out of the classroom, probably concerned that if I was left alone, Martha and her friends, Clare and Joanna, would gang up and come after me. I didn’t understand the girl. What did she care if I was here because of my mother or not? She was here. I wasn’t stealing her spot. Unless she thought my mother could pull more strings and help me move up the company ladder. Like she had probably done to get me into that competition.

Nausea rolled in my stomach.

“Are you okay?” Zack asked me, as I was about to enter the ladies’ locker room.

I forced a smile. “Don’t worry about me.” I pointed to his feet. “Worry about that ankle. I don’t want to have another partner.”

With a smile of his own, though his was real, he nodded. “Yeah. Gonna stop by the physical therapist then spend the night with my foot up.”

“With ice.”

“With ice,” he repeated. “See you tomorrow, Ray.” After tipping a pretend hat, Zack entered the men’s locker room.

I sighed and hurried in to change out of my dance clothes so I could head home. The more time I spent here, the bigger the chance of running into Martha. Again.

Unfortunately, luck wasn’t on my side. I had just shoved my leg through my jeans when Martha strolled in followed by her faithful sidekicks. The corner of her lips curled up, and she watched me like a cat terrorizing a mouse before jumping for the kill.

“So, what’s your mommy’s next move?” Martha asked as she opened her locker. “Get you a performance at the gala?”

“Maybe she’s going to be promoted to soloist,” Clare said. “The fastest to leap from corps de ballet to soloist in the company’s history.”

“In any company’s history,” Joanna added.

Clare nodded. “Right.”

Martha, Clare, and Joanna’s ages probably ranged from eighteen to twenty-one, but sometimes I wondered if they had stopped at sixteen or seventeen, because they acted like—and sometimes worse than—high school girls.

I was always shocked to find that there was drama, and people waiting to promote drama, anywhere in this world. I had this silly dream that because I was done with high school and wouldn’t be going to college, I would skip a good part of the drama queens. No such luck.

With my back to them, I strapped my bra and pulled my blouse over my head. All the while, I bit down hard on my lower lip, keeping the words in. I wouldn’t sink to their level. I wouldn’t! Especially because I was afraid of the repercussions a fight with Martha would have. My mother would kill me, and God knew what would happen with her job here.

Which brought me back to the topic Martha and her sidekicks loved to talk about most: Was my mother involved in furthering my career here, or not?

I sighed and sat down on the wooden bench.

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