Pretty Perfect by Lana Sky

Author:Lana Sky [Sky, Lana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-30T23:00:00+00:00

Like the end of a distorted dream, Caleb and I were ushered off stage by only two words from Rebecca. “Thank you.”

As the last dancers, we had nowhere left to go but the dressing rooms. I started to head toward the women’s side, but Caleb surprised me with a quick, impromptu hug the moment we left the stage.

“God, you were fucking amazing!” he gushed into my shoulder, and he didn’t seem to be lying for my benefit for once.

I mustered up a smile and tried to congratulate him as well, though I barely registered the words that came out of my mouth. They must have meant something, because he smiled back and walked off while I staggered into the dressing room, Then I tugged my costume off.

The air backstage had changed. Gone was the need to subtly intimidate. All that was left were furtive motions and pure exhaustion. The ones who hadn’t done well avoided eye contact with anyone else and packed their belongings once and for all, while the ones who’d excelled held their heads high.

After shoving my costume back within its garment bag, I freed my hair from its ponytail and brushed it out. I managed to stall for nearly an hour. When I eventually drifted into the theater’s lobby, only a janitor was left behind, already locking up for the night.

I didn’t know what to expect when I started forward. For a Thursday night, traffic was relatively mild—but one car stubbornly idled alongside the curb. The headlights came to life as I crept closer, and I could make out a familiar figure seated in the driver’s seat.

“Good evening,” Huey greeted as I pulled the door open and settled onto the back seat.

There was no ominous detour this time. He drove straight to Buckley, and with every mile, something inside me hardened up. Froze over. Cracked. I was fractured ice by the time we finally arrived at my father’s house.

“Same time tomorrow,” Huey prompted.

“No.” I unbuckled my seatbelt and stared down at my hands, pale even in the dark. “I won’t need you to drive me tomorrow.”

By then, the results of the auditions would be posted.

And I struggled to convince myself that I didn’t care.

“All right, miss,” Huey finally said.

The words he never spoke chased me up the driveway louder than the thunder that echoed in the distance. I’ll have to tell Revend.

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