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Pearl focused as they went through all the moves in her ballet class. She didn’t feel like she had ever concentrated this hard in her life, not even on her economics finals. This was one of the things she enjoyed most in life, just dancing and losing herself in the dance. She wished that she could just major in dancing, but she knew that she wasn’t very likely to find a well-paying career that way.
Pearl did enjoy her classes, and she did enjoy going to school and studying, but ballet had always been her true passion. She always hated it when her ballet classes ended and she had to go home. She had been doing this since she was little, and it was something that kept her sane with the stresses of school and just life in general.
She had ballet every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at 3:00 pm for an hour. She also dreaded leaving not just because she didn’t want to go, but also because that’s when the people taking the new hip-hop dance class they just added came in. She had no idea why people even enjoyed dancing like that, there was no elegance to it whatsoever. They shared the dressing room and the ballet dancers were leaving and changing back into their street clothes and the hip-hop dancers were entering and changing into their dance clothes (which Pearl thought looked just like street clothes anyway, she didn’t understand why they really needed to change.)
Pearl headed to the dressing room to change back into the dress she was wearing earlier that day. It was a sky blue with a white ribbon that tied around the waist. It looked so different from most of the clothes the people taking this hip-hop class were wearing too. For instance, she saw a girl in one corner of the dressing room wearing jean shorts with holes all over them, a band t-shirt, and a flannel shirt tied around her waist. She also had the brightest bleached hair pearl had ever seen and she was very short and chubby.
The girl in the band shirt looked over at Pearl and they made eye contact. The blonde girl that was looking blushed and looked away. Well, that was weird Pearl thought to herself. She’d never even seen that girl in here before. Maybe she just didn’t pay enough attention.
She finished changing and walked out the door back to her apartment-style dorm on her college campus. She was somewhat hungry when she got home, so she decided to have a little snack before dinner. She made a little bowl of rice to eat and sat down and started writing a paper for one of her general education courses.
Her roommate Rose walked in with her boyfriend Greg. She just waved at them from the computer because she didn’t really wanted to start up a conversation with Greg there, she wasn’t too fond of him. She just kept her face glued to the screen and pretended she wasn’t jealous that the girl she’d been in love with for years was dating some guy who lived out of his van and called himself a “musician”. In Pearl’s opinion, she could sing just as well as Greg could.
Pearl finished her paper while Rose started making dinner. She was making regular cheeseburgers for her and Greg, and a veggie burger for Pearl. Pearl didn’t like the thought of eating animal meat, it kind of grossed her out.
She ate dinner and went to bed, just like most uneventful days for her, but for some reason she couldn’t stop thinking about the girl that was looking at her in the dressing room earlier. Why did she look away and blush like that? It’s not like she could have a crush on me, she doesn’t even know me.
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Amethyst got back to her tiny dorm room from dance practice. She hated the size of these freshman dorms, they were much too little for two people to be living in. The only thing she was happy about was how well she got along with her roommate, Jenny. They joked together about everything and played pranks on the other girls in the hall.
Jenny was already in their room watching netflix and eating pizza. Amethyst took a slice of pizza out of Jenny’s pizza box without even asking and joined her in watching mindless reality TV.
“You know, you could buy your own pizza.” Jenny said.
“You know I’m completely broke.”
They just sat in silence eating pizza for another half hour until Jenny said “So how did your day go today? Did you see that hot Asian girl at the dance studio again?”
“Um, yeah, she saw me looking at her, it was a little embarrassing, also I don’t even know what’s wrong with me, I don’t know what she’s like so I don’t know if I would actually even like her, what if I actually end up talking to her and hating her or something?”
“You never know until you try.”
“Yeah I guess, some things just aren’t worth the effort though.” Amethyst took the last slice of pizza from Jenny’s pizza box and threw the empty box on the floor. There were three empty pizza boxes and a ton of clothes all over the floor of their dorm room. Neither of them were very tidy so neither of them really cared what their room looked like.
“Well that’s not a very positive attitude about the situation, you know she likes dancing, so you have something in common at least.”
“Yeah, but she’s a ballerina, ballet is completely different from hip-hop dancing, and she could be dating someone, I might end up hating her personality, she might not even be gay for all I know.”
“Well you never really know until you actually talk to her.”