#oo3

Por mi parte debía coordinar la luna de miel pues hasta ese momento no tenia más que un en mente y eso no era nada bueno.

Kendall took in a deep breath, shaking out her limbs. This was the final dance of the day, and Kendall’s fourth performance, her solo. The entire day had been comprised of dancing, costume changes, curling and straightening hair, applying and removing makeup. It was the one day a week Kendall lived for, and wouldn’t change it for the world. Every time she took the stage for three minutes, she was able to express herself through dance, and show the world that she had a talent that nothing and no one could take from her. She had felt confident in her previous performances, and knew that their studio was capable of taking the competition by storm and bringing home as many first place trophies as they could. To say that a lot was riding on this solo was an understatement. She was going head-to-head against Maddie, and neither one could stand to lose. If Kendall lost, Abby would call her a slacker, and say that she was still technically behind Maddie. However, she knew that if she beat her best friend, not only would it spiral Maddie into another bad mood, but Abby would either go on to say that the competition was rigged, or she would tear into Maddie like nobody had ever seen before. Either way, it was a lose-lose situation for Kendall. If she won, it would be at the expense of her best friend’ loss, but if she lost, she would never hear the end of it from Abby. “Please welcome to the stage, competing in the junior lyrical category, we have Kendall performing I Do.” Kendall breathed out shakily, making her way out to the middle of the stage. She had worked day-in and day-out on her solo, determined to make it the best performance of her life, one that would be worthy of a first-place ranking. The music started, and Kendall began to flow through the choreography, launching into her first set of turns. They had always been her strong suit, and Abby tended to put three or four intricate sets into the three minute routine. The first set of tricks began, and Kendall turned and threw a side aerial, and it was in that split second that things changed. A simple trick that Kendall had perfected by the time she was nine, and a trick that was put into nearly all of her dances. Her right foot landed sideways, and she could her the crack over the music. She paused for a half a beat, the idea of running off the stage and getting the weight off her foot the first thing to come to mind. However, Kendall had never forgotten a routine, or ran offstage, and she wasn’t going to start now. She had been a powerhouse the entire day, and she wasn’t going to let herself or Miss Abby down. She needed to be a trooper, and prove to her teacher that she was one of the best dancers at the ALDC. Of course, dancing with a potentially broken body part was better said than done. Thankfully, she did the majority of her turns on her left foot during her solos, but it took more effort than usual to make sure her foot remained pointed and technically correct. The routine seemed to go on forever, though it felt incredibly short in rehearsals. She was thankful for the moment the music ceased, and the routine came to it’s close. She sashayed off the stage with one final smile to the judges, and the second she hit the wings, she dropped, tears pooling in her bright blue eyes.

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