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My best friend and I shared an anxious glance across our desk as we listened to our English teacher drone on and on and on about our weekly reading assignment.
What if the bell didn’t ring on time? What if we missed the
bus? What if we missed the audition?
But, like it did every weekday except for
April Fool’s Day, a shrill bell sounded precisely at a quarter past three.
Like
mirror images, Esther and I flew out of our seats, swung our backpacks on and
ran to the locker hall to grab our duffel bags.
Our feet pounded against the
wooden floor as we ran down the crowded corridor dodging other students. “We are going to be in so
much trouble for running,” my BFF giggled as she yelled over the hubbub.
We
dashed out the big doors and headed down the sidewalk.
The studio was only
about an eight minute walk away, so the two of us began running as fast as
possible, our backpacks jostling on our backs. I checked my watch for the
thousandth time today and panted to Esther, “The bus leaves at three-thirty and
auditions are at four-thirty.”
“If the bus takes forty-five minutes to get there, the bus drives at approximately sixty miles per hour, and we have one hour…. Oh,
never mind. I already did well enough on my math test today. No more math today!” Esther’s braids with their mismatched hairthings bounced over her
shoulders as we ran.
When we arrived at the paneled doors of the prestigious
dance studio, the bus had just pulled up. We slipped into the empty dressing
rooms.
Esther and I both had on our leotards and tights under our school
clothes, but we still had to get our wraps. I finished first and met
Esther in the hall. Esther took a turn carrying our duffle bag, having slung her backpack over it.
“Come on,” Esther hurried us down the hall to get good seats
in the bus.
Esther and I scoured the
bus for two seats together. We finally found two empty seats beside each other
and plopped down. I brought out my homework to work on during the long ride.
Esther played with her braids thoughtlessly.
“I’m so nervous…” she murmured. I elbowed her.
“You’ll be fine, Esther,” I assured her. “You’ve learned
your steps perfectly and we’ve practiced together a ton.”
“Yes, but yesterday I messed up on my solo – twice!” she
sighed despondently. I picked up her backpack and dropped it in her lap.
“Get your mind off it,” I unzipped the pocket for her. But
inside, I was nervous too. For the top three students of each dance academy,
they were given the opportunity to impress the directors for forty-five more
seconds than everyone else. So, Esther and I were going to dance a
forty-five second solo each.
My feet involuntarily tapped out the rhythm of my
music, an excerpt of the Firebird. In
addition to the solos, sets of ten dancers would perform the the same routine
together in front of the director and several other principal dancers that
would help choose the cast.
I had just finished the last of my homework when the bus
jerked to a stop in front of a huge, beautiful building.
disclaimer - this was actually taken in TX close to the Alamo
“This is….” I
couldn’t finish my sentence as I stared up at the lovely architectural work.
“Wow.”
As we walked inside, we all had the urge to tiptoe because of the echoes
that resounded off the walls covered in paintings of famous dancers. Esther grabbed my hand, and I could tell she
was extremely nervous.
“You’re not going to do any better if you stress yourself out
about it,” I whispered into her ear. She nodded, but closed her eyes and
breathed deeply over and over anyways. The solos would be danced first,
starting with the professional pointe dancers. I was thankful I didn’t know
pointe yet, or else I’d be practicing another routine to dance with nine other
pointe dancers. Esther and I stretched for a while and did a bit of makeup.
“I just wish I could get it over with already,” she
breathed.
“I have an idea,” I whispered, looking around mischievously.
“Let’s go watch the principle dancers.”
“I don’t know where they’re practicing,” Esther replied.
“No, not practice… let’s go watch the auditions.” I urged
her. Her bright blue eyes widened.
“Are you crazy?” she gaped.
“Yes, come on!” I pulled her out of sight of everyone else
and we crept out. On our way out, we overheard a heated conversation.
"Look Chuck, I don't call the shots!"
"Yeah, but your sister pulls strings for you." the voice dripped with jealousy.
"No! It's not my fault or hers that I got the part. I was in this production last year and..."
"Whatever." the second said.
I shared a glance with Esther and shrugged.
"Let's go," I whispered.
The auditions were being held just down the hall, in one of
the smaller theatres of the enormous arts center. The real performance of the
holiday special would be done at a different, more elaborate and suitable
theater. I had been there once to see the Firebird
with my grandmother and was now auditioning to dance there with the same
company I had watched just a few years before. I was nervous with excitement.
We snuck in the back and leaned up against the wall to watch.
Bridgette Sylviana
was dancing to a selection from Swan
Lake, and I remembered her from one of Esther’s posters in her bedroom.
Esther
was ecstatic, watching her favorite dancer. I cocked my head when she went into
an arabesque, surprised by how stiff she was.
“Is she normally so rigid?” I asked Esther softly.
“No,” she whispered back, her eyes never leaving Bridgette.
“She sprained her ankle last month and is just now getting back into dancing.”
“Ooh…” I understood. I stayed as quiet as possible when the
music ended; knowing that any noise would reverberate through the empty
theater.
“Eleyna Mervare,” the director called. I inhaled sharply –
what if I ended up in the same production as one of my favorite dancers around?
Eleyna, poised gracefully, nodded to begin her soundtrack.
Every move was
precise and perfect, combined with utmost grace and beauty. I couldn’t help but
move my own feet as her music filled the air.
I traced my steps on the lush red
carpet, hoping I couldn’t be heard. We watched several other extremely good
dancers, including Gwyndolyn Jasset, from the host dance company; Margaret
Harris, a returning star; and Lydia Markev, who trained in Russia. I suddenly
realized they were calling out the other soloists, the ones that weren’t
dancing on pointe. I gasped and jerked Esther away.
“We’re supposed to be the second studio in the lineup!” I
hissed as we ran down the hall.
We were just in time, too, because right as we
slipped back into our corner to stretch, we heard a stagehand call our names.
“Esther Marie Powell,” she looked down at her list and I
hugged Esther quickly, wishing her good luck. I waited with bated breath,
anxiously yet eagerly listening for my name.
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