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Post by Olivia Violet Hart on Nov 2, 2010 10:01:32 GMT 10
Liv walked into the dance studio, her shoes padded lightly on the shining wood floors. No one else was in there, just her and her thoughts. Her heart had felt heavy lately, and she needed to let go of what ever was holding her back. Her black dance pants cut off just above her knee's. Down the side it said Dance like everyone's watching. It had been a joke between her and her best friends back in California. Her tight pink tank top glittered pride. She put her ipod touch in the speakers and King of Anything began to play. It had been her favorite song since she had heard it vibe through the airport n her way back to L.A a few months back. She let her body move faster than the beat, she danced and felt her hurt from the past two months melt away, once that song had finished her ipod rolled into Magic by B.O.B then in two the old Soildja boy. She danced and danced and danced. When she had come her on her acting skills, but she suddenly craved her dance too. As she flung her body her to a fast spin she heard the door of the room creak open. She spun around, her feet landing in perfect posture.
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