014: Schedule

The next few days go by in a jiffy.

I can hardly believe that I’ve been here for five days already. It’s insane. It feels like only yesterday I stepped through that heavy door and found myself in completely unfamiliar territory. Now, I know the names of almost everyone here, and I’m getting way better at the dancing part.

I took ballet classes when I was younger. Could that be why?

After our third dance, Ambrose calls me down from the stage. He’s dressed in a red silk shirt which makes his skin even paler than it already is. I get closer to him while rubbing my sweat off my skin with a hand towel. All of us carry one around.

“You’ve been doing great,” he informs me. “I’m very impressed by your progress, Lara. I think you’re going to do great during your opening.”

“Thanks,” I say genuinely. “I hope I do a good job and don’t disappoint you.”

“You’ll have your chance sooner than you think,” he states. “I thought that maybe you’d need a few more days but I think you’re ready, and guess