In less than an hour, I will be heading off to my last dance rehearsal. I'm nervous. I normally don't get nervous. Normally I'm all chill, but I'm nervous just because I don't want to mess up at all tomorrow. I want it to go so well. I want to look down at those snotty underclassmen and be like, "HEY! Yeah, you. Did you see that jump? I'm
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