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Missing You

But that wasn't the subject change they needed. Over the long rack the two dancers shared a hesitant look. Going out to eat wouldn't usually be a problem, but this weekends different. And they tell her that.

"RBC has more weigh ins this season which means more possibilities for probation, so..." Zara didn't seem to enjoy Jackie's sheepish grin, the one she gave to try and remind people how adorable she could be.

"Are you two fasting?" She hissed.

Thank God the store was unoccupied, and the sales ladies had moved to work in the back.

Natania jumped in, leaning against the rack, "For some reason the company has decided to crack down on weight this year. Meaning more weigh ins, snippy comments from seamstresses, and snide remarks from choreographers. Wet have one in Monday that's it."

Nothing was more humiliating than your instructors side eye at your number on a scale, and no they weren't going to develop eating disorders. Jaclyn had almost been down that road as a teenager, thankfully Natania, her parents, and Miss. Tricia had stopped her before it got too serious.

"They're trying to send a message," Jaclyn joked, trying to alleviate some of the tension.

Zara's brows raised, "Since when does RBC run like the Mafia?"

"Have you not been listening to us for the last several years?" They laugh lightly, and start to make their way to checkout. As the dancers pass though Zara slips the sleek pleather dress from the rack deciding to hold onto it for awhile until it's needed.

As they walk Natania reaches for Jackie's hand. Something rare flickering in the honey light of her eyes, nerves. "Jokes aside, they're really coming down hard on Leo." Jaclyn squeezed her friends hand, but understood her fear. Leo was considered smaller for a male, still strong, but that was why he partnered Natania. The comments of him being soft in certain areas left small scars seen in his disappointed reactions.

"Don't worry Leo is strong," she wouldn't say she was worried as well, not when there was no reason to be yet.

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Jaclyn sat wiping clean the toys and tables of the waiting room of the children's hospital. For the kids safety everything had to be cleaned meticulously and consistently. She was just finishing her last table when her phone started to ring.

"Jaclyn Amalia are you engaged?" Her mother immediately snapped as she answered, and Jaclyn had to push her phone back from the sudden shouting.

She couldn't possibly imagine what was going on now, but she had little patience for it.

With a tired sigh she asked, "Mom are you reading-"

"Yes or no, Jac."

"No!" She groaned, collapsing on the floor, "And you know you can't believe those magazines. At this rate I've been engaged for the last six years of my life with two secret kids living in Botswana."

Silence hung around them. The waiting room was empty, it being so late only a few patients were left in this part of the hospital. With her mom across the ocean, and no one else to settle her eyes on chills crawled over her muscles. Enticing a sense of loneliness.

"I'm sorry Jac," Michelle finally spoke up. Her voice was gentle and beautiful and danced over Jaclyns nerves. "It's just..." And that was when the older woman's confidence started to fizzle. How much did she share with her already frazzled daughter.

"Tell me mom," Jaclyn demanded.

So with a sigh she heaved out her words, wincing in the back of her head at what they would do to her daughter. "A few of the mom's in town came by so I could put together their planters, and while I was working they wouldn't shut up about everything they had read about you. I knew it was ridiculous, but I just let them get in my head."