Well, you may know that I am a pretty serious dancer. I had a weekly rehearsal with my ballet performance group tonight. I am the oldest one in that group. There are ten of us, and I would like to describe them all for you since you will be hearing about them a lot.
Me: AWESOMENESS
Willow: She's the 2nd oldest. Ugh, she's sooo annoying... Whiny and sad when she doesn't get her way. Bossy and annoying all the time. Thinks she's God's gift to ballet. Overdramatic. One of my least favorite people to walk this earth. And her mom thinks she's way cooler than she is...
Shelby: She's 3rd oldest. In cahoots with Willow, also very annoying. Those two follow me everywhere. She's pretty spoiled, and likes to let everyone know. She takes stuff and never gives it back.
Tati: The epitome of spoiled brat. She owns her own business, and wears Michael Kors (she's nine) and has two ipads. She has the best of everything, yet she can't pick up on choreography to save her life.
Emily: She farts constantly in class, it's awful. She is generally quiet, and has some potential. She is just really unattentive and gets bored really easily.
Charlotte: The smallest in our performance group, she's really cute. She is a great little dancer (better than Willow and Shelby who are 3 and 4 years older) and she works really hard. I'm 5 years older than her, and I respect her.
Lily: Also a good dancer, and really mature for her age. I think she is one of the better dancers in our performance group, an enemy of Shelby's. An enemy of Shelby's is a friend of mine.
Becca: She is adorable. She was my partner in the Spring Show this year, she was great. She listens and needs some technical work, but her sparkling personality on stage totally makes up for that.
Piper: The cute, freckled kid. Every group should have someone like her. She's just the funniest thing ever. She is scared of Willow. But then again everyone is.
June: She doesn't say much. At all. She blends into the background, but is a good dancer. Her legs are like 200 miles long, it's not fair. We go to certain stores to hide from Willow, Shelby, and occasionally Tati.
So today we had Breast Cancer Awareness day, because it was the 1 year anniversary of some teacher's death from breast cancer. They wanted us to wear pink. I brought extra stuff like ribbons in case people forgot. I gave one ribbon to Charlotte because she asked me nicely. Then Willow was like "Hey, Dahlia, get me something pink!" I was like, slow down bitch, I don't even know if I have anything left! I did though. I decided to hold a contest for my pink sweater to wear. Me and Becca were the judges. I had them do our Angels dance from the Nutcracker, and the clear winner was Lily, cause she was the only one who remembered it. So Willow gives me this "Oh no you didn't" look. Come on. It's a sweater. And then Shelby punches Lily, greaaaatttt. Well, I'll let you know how tomorow's rehearsals go with these guys.
Dahlia
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