the
choreographer, dancers, and backup singers were working out.
"Hey,
mind if we join?" Kat winked at him. The choreographer laughed at her.
Then he looked over to me.
"Mia,
are you going to behave?" He playfully scowled.
"Who
me, why wouldn't I?" I bumped his hip with mine and walked by. Saying
hello to our backup singers I noticed a couple unfamiliar faces. Trying to be polite,
I gave them a smile. However, there were two bleach-blonde girls giving me
dirty looks.
"Uh
oh, there goes our normal workout," one backup singer giggled. Her giggle
pulled my attention from the bleach-blonde bimbo twins.
I
scoffed playfully. "Why does everyone assume I'm such a terror?"
"I
wouldn't say you're a terror." She stretched her arms over her head.
"You
just like to change my established workout routine." The choreographer interrupted
and finished.
"Aww,
you love it. It keeps it interesting." I smiled like a Cheshire cat.
He
laughed and handed me the remote to the radio.
"You
might as well take it now."
Grabbing
the remote, I hit the play button. The choreographer smiled and then started to
instruct us with tension bands and lunges. After a few more songs and way too
many squats and leg thrusts, I was dripping sweat and ready to terrorize.
Starting
to dance around, I got Kat, the choreographer and the rest to abandon the
workout routine. We danced around each other, hopped, and grinded against each
other. Closing my eyes I just let my mind go blank, letting myself get lost in
the music. The tension started to slip away and invigoration took its place.
Opening
my eyes, I saw Laney and Serena had arrived and were dancing around with us.
When a personal favorite song came on, I turned it up louder. Elliott burst
through the doorway singing the words in a high pitch squeal. Laughing loudly
we started dancing and singing with him.
After
the workout session, I ran back to the girl's bus, showered, and changed. Then
we sought out Rob for rehearsal.
"Okay,
so let's first play it as it was written and then we can play around." My
eyes scanned them one by one.
Serena
twirled her sticks in her fingertips with a nod. "Let's do this."
Slipping
my guitar strap over my head, I strummed. Serena tapped out the timing and we
started playing. We weren't using microphones so we faced each other, watching
to keep in time. When finished I took a drink of water.
"What
is that one called?" Laney asked. "I love it by the way."
"Fallen
Love," I answered. "So now that we went through it once, what do we
want to do?"
"I
think it would be pretty if we stripped it down and slowed the tempo." Kat
strummed slowly on her bass.
"I
like the high pumped energy of the song," Laney pouted a little. "I'm
not sure we should slow it down."
"Serena?"
I looked to her.
She
shrugged. "Let's try it stripped and slow," she winked.
Serena
tapped out the timing slower and we began again. It ended up being undecided
still. Honestly, both versions were good and it will all depend on the mood of
the performance.
It
turned out to be another amazing night on stage. Adrenalin coursed through our
veins after the performance, so we hung out backstage for a while. Sitting
around with a few beers, we sang songs from when we were in school and laughed
about old boyfriends. They teased me for the many trips I took to the hospital
during my skateboarding phase and then started in on my dancing background. Una
sat laughing at our stories and at our behavior. She and Xander seemed
genuinely entertained. After noticing how late it had gotten we all said
goodnight and headed to our buses. My heart sank a little when we parted ways
at the buses.
The
bus was empty, which was my personal preference when I was going to change.
Showering away the stage grime, I felt better. I changed into my last pair of
clean pajamas – terry boy shorts and an old band t-shirt. Both were a little
small and tight. Groaning, I threw a baggy sweatshirt over myself. These have
to be Laney's
choreographer, dancers, and backup singers were working out.
"Hey,
mind if we join?" Kat winked at him. The choreographer laughed at her.
Then he looked over to me.
"Mia,
are you going to behave?" He playfully scowled.
"Who
me, why wouldn't I?" I bumped his hip with mine and walked by. Saying
hello to our backup singers I noticed a couple unfamiliar faces. Trying to be polite,
I gave them a smile. However, there were two bleach-blonde girls giving me
dirty looks.
"Uh
oh, there goes our normal workout," one backup singer giggled. Her giggle
pulled my attention from the bleach-blonde bimbo twins.
I
scoffed playfully. "Why does everyone assume I'm such a terror?"
"I
wouldn't say you're a terror." She stretched her arms over her head.
"You
just like to change my established workout routine." The choreographer interrupted
and finished.
"Aww,
you love it. It keeps it interesting." I smiled like a Cheshire cat.
He
laughed and handed me the remote to the radio.
"You
might as well take it now."
Grabbing
the remote, I hit the play button. The choreographer smiled and then started to
instruct us with tension bands and lunges. After a few more songs and way too
many squats and leg thrusts, I was dripping sweat and ready to terrorize.
Starting
to dance around, I got Kat, the choreographer and the rest to abandon the
workout routine. We danced around each other, hopped, and grinded against each
other. Closing my eyes I just let my mind go blank, letting myself get lost in
the music. The tension started to slip away and invigoration took its place.
Opening
my eyes, I saw Laney and Serena had arrived and were dancing around with us.
When a personal favorite song came on, I turned it up louder. Elliott burst
through the doorway singing the words in a high pitch squeal. Laughing loudly
we started dancing and singing with him.
After
the workout session, I ran back to the girl's bus, showered, and changed. Then
we sought out Rob for rehearsal.
"Okay,
so let's first play it as it was written and then we can play around." My
eyes scanned them one by one.
Serena
twirled her sticks in her fingertips with a nod. "Let's do this."
Slipping
my guitar strap over my head, I strummed. Serena tapped out the timing and we
started playing. We weren't using microphones so we faced each other, watching
to keep in time. When finished I took a drink of water.
"What
is that one called?" Laney asked. "I love it by the way."
"Fallen
Love," I answered. "So now that we went through it once, what do we
want to do?"
"I
think it would be pretty if we stripped it down and slowed the tempo." Kat
strummed slowly on her bass.
"I
like the high pumped energy of the song," Laney pouted a little. "I'm
not sure we should slow it down."
"Serena?"
I looked to her.
She
shrugged. "Let's try it stripped and slow," she winked.
Serena
tapped out the timing slower and we began again. It ended up being undecided
still. Honestly, both versions were good and it will all depend on the mood of
the performance.
It
turned out to be another amazing night on stage. Adrenalin coursed through our
veins after the performance, so we hung out backstage for a while. Sitting
around with a few beers, we sang songs from when we were in school and laughed
about old boyfriends. They teased me for the many trips I took to the hospital
during my skateboarding phase and then started in on my dancing background. Una
sat laughing at our stories and at our behavior. She and Xander seemed
genuinely entertained. After noticing how late it had gotten we all said
goodnight and headed to our buses. My heart sank a little when we parted ways
at the buses.
The
bus was empty, which was my personal preference when I was going to change.
Showering away the stage grime, I felt better. I changed into my last pair of
clean pajamas – terry boy shorts and an old band t-shirt. Both were a little
small and tight. Groaning, I threw a baggy sweatshirt over myself. These have
to be Laney's
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