Every Tuesday and Thursday mornings I wake up at 5:15am. I pick up my friend down the street by 5:45 and by 6:20 we are at school. It takes us 13 minutes to walk all the way up to the practice room or chapel (I timed it), and by then we are 3 minutes late. However, at most there are 2 other people there before us, and we end up sitting around for a good 10 minutes. Finally when there is a decent amount of girls there, we start our dance practice. We hear the same song over and over coming from a tiny ipod speaker system. The room is hot. We are on the verge of breaking out into a sweat. We sing along with the recording to pass the time and practice our 4 part harmonies, but it never works. We dance. No, we flop around, eyes half open, giggling whenever someone messes up. After a month of doing this twice a week, you'd think we'd be used to this, but no, we are not. We are not used to this, but we are ready.
6:30am practices. Because of that pain in the neck, graduation better be spectacular.
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