13. It's A New Day

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The next morning, when I arrived at the studio, I had to go on as if nothing happened. That may sound simple, but I wear my emotions and today I was so depressed and wounded.

I was early. I couldn't wait to get out of my apartment. I had the studio to myself. I got up and plugged my phone to the stereo.

I turned up the music and took the floor. I needed to release all the anger, frustration, and anxiety I was feeling. What better way to distract myself from my reality, than to replace it with my passion.

The song that was currently playing was Breaking Dishes, seemed appropriate. I laughed at the irony. I conveyed my body to the tempo. Whipping my arms and hair in every direction.

Occasionally, having an outburst of emotion as I became engulfed by the song. I intently watched my every movement, twirl, and sway.

I saw figures in the mirror. I directed my attention to it. It was Justin, Fredo, and Za. I put my hands on my hips, trying to regain my breath.

I felt relieved for the first time in hours. I got rid of a lot of my audacity within those 3 minutes. 

"Hi." I greeted totally out of breath. 

"Hey, waddup, hi." They replied.

"You okay, Rissa?" Fredo asked. 

"I'm fine, just getting warmed up." I looked at my feet. Justin walked over to the stereo and started messing with my phone.

"What are you doing?" I questioned. 

"Just checking out what kind of music you listen to." He confirmed. I rested on the floor. I leaned back on my elbows and wiggled my feet. A song caught my attention. It was Love In This Club by Usher.

I narrowed my eyes at Justin. He simply smiled. What the hell does he think he's doing? He danced his way over to me and held out his hand.


"Come dance with me." He offered. I rose my eyebrow at him. He licked his lips and looked over to Za and Fredo. Then, back to me. "Please dance with me." He rephrased.

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