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[ABIGAL ASHLEIGH BROWN]

E v e r y b o d y hurts some days
It's okay to be a f r a i d
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Everybody h u r t s , everybody screams
E v e r y b o d y feels this way

Abigail was really excited. It was the saturday before classes were to start and she had reserved a dance studio in the art complex for a couple of hours for the first time. She was especially excited because instead of having her mom breathing down her neck the whole time and making her focus on every little detail, she was doing it on her own and she was allowed to have a little fun, to play around with the music and choreography. For this purpose, today's practice was simply for fun. No rehearsal for an audition or practice for competition; just pure dancing for fun.

Abigail made her way out of her dorm and towards the art complex it was a chilly day, but Abigail was all warm and fuzzy on the inside as her excitement boiled over. She hadn't danced in a couple of days, and for Abigail, that felt like a century. With all the moving, she just hadn't had the time to do any practicing, but boy was she ready to get right back into it.

As Abigail approached the Art Complex, she could feel her excitement boil within her and she accidentally let out a squeal of delight as she reached the doors. She blushed when she heard herself and hoped no one around her thought she was weird or odd because she was so excited. Abigail continued through the doors and to the dance studios. She walked down the hallway until she found the right door. She stepped inside and smiled at the room around her. It wasn't quite what she was expecting, but it would do just fine. What mattered was her dancing, anyway, not the quality of the wallpaper behind the mirrors or what the bars looked like or how powerful the sound system was.

Abigail set up her iPod to play music from The Nutcracker; it was her tradition stretching music. She let the music fill her soul until she heard a noise...

And it's o k a y
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Tag: Open, Loves!
Words: Doesn't really matter, does it?
Notes: Abigail would love a dance partner, loves
Credit:

Made by Jennifer of Caution!
Lyrics are Everybody Hurts
by Avril Lavigne. Steal and
I'll track you down and
beat you with a noodle.

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[CAMERON VEGA BAILEY]

OUTFIT

Cam really needed to practice. After spending so much of her time with her new friend Alex, and then telling her about being a lesbian--only to be asked out on a date, had taken up a great deal of time. She desperately needed to work through everything with her music. Cam grabbed her books, music and cello and headed for the auditorium.

Most of the music practice rooms were probably taken, but if she could find a quiet bit of hallway or something, that would be enough for her. She lugged her cello behind her in its case, her bag falling from her shoulder. In an effort to not drop everything, she pushed open the door she was near, hoping it would lead onto an empty room.

But there was a girl on the floor, stretching. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'm losing my grip, just let me regroup and I'll be out of your way." She said, feeling a little brave. Cam set down her cello and hiked up her little bag, ready to grab her things and get out of her way.

[ABIGAL ASHLEIGH BROWN]

E v e r y b o d y hurts some days
It's okay to be a f r a i d
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Abigail's head jerked up at the interruption from her stretch and the beautiful music. There was a small part of her that loathed anyone who messed up her routine practices, but Abigail reminded herself that this was a new place with new faces and not everyone was out to beat her for a role or to criticize her every movement.

When Abigail assessed the situation and saw the girl was having trouble, her reflexes kicked in and she jumped to her feet, ready to aid the girl. She rushed to her side and put a hand on the cello case, hoping this would show the girl she was open. "Please, don't be worried, I was only stretching: nothing serious." Abigail smiled at the girl, trying to appear as friendly as possible. Abigail made a spontaneous decision and immediately reached for the girl's hand. "I'm Abigail, by the way, what's yours?" As soon as she asked, Abigail instantly wasn't sure what to do. She wasn't used to speaking out like that and wondered where it had come from.

Credit:

Made by Jennifer of Caution!
Lyrics are Everybody Hurts
by Avril Lavigne. Steal and
I'll track you down and
beat you with a noodle.