The Power to fly that's what you dream of
There is no better feeling,
With dances, you are one with yourself.
Every move, every pause it art really
It is a high you think you could never come down from
But in truth, you only fly for a second or two before you are pushed down
By gravity takes back what you steal
Because it was never you to take... -M
She leads forward on the beam, reaching beyond just so her body moves as it needs for routine.
Majorette doesn't stop, her body is tired, and there is dull pain from doing this for days on out, but she pushes through it.
Maribel runs through Solo as it is the last thing she will ever do. Like it is the last thing that matters.
It's better than any drug or better than any high she wants to chase.
The music stopped and a voice let in, "Maribel I need to arch your back as you Gallup and leap. Also, point your toes more." Maribel nods her head, the music begins to play again, and she takes it from the top.
She does it again but takes in what her coach has said to her.
She points her toes and lifts her feet as she walks then she transitions as she squares her hips and pushes her heels forward.
Maribel lifts her leg up as she brings it to a ninth-degree angle, and she keeps it straight, but her foot is winged, pushing out everything through.
*
The hours go by like the blink of an eye, and she doesn't really realize it until
Her coach tells her that she has done enough for today, and she needs to rest.
Maribel nods her head in agreement and says she will see her next week.
She watches as the woman grabs her bag and leaves.
But Maribel doesn't do the same; she continues to practice even if her body is telling her to stop.
She needs to be better than good, she wants no, she needs to be Superior.
Maribel turns the music on, and she throws herself into it.
She arches her body as she moves across the floor, and she feels the music and ignores the pain because this is the price for perfection.
She dances as her feet bled before she does any more damage.
The music is cut off and she looks in that direction.
"How long have you been here?" A voice asks as it comes close to her.
Maribel turns and faces the voice, and she braces herself.
Syd comes to her, "Are you good?" He asked again as he looks her in the eyes.
He looks as if he was searching for an answer in her eyes.
Maribel's face is blank, trying to cover the naked truth to be beyond the surface.
He looks at her for a second and noticed her skin seems pale but it's normal blight and her hand is slight along with her dry eyes.
"Have you eaten anything today?" Syd tries to make the conversation but he knows she will barely say anything in return but he tries anyways.
As he already knew the answer she has been here since the early day and has been dancing ever since and with that, he knows she has not eaten.
She looks away from him, "What are you doing here Syd, don't you have a class to be at right now."
"Don't change the subject, you keep yourself in here, and you won't feed yourself." He had a slight irritation in his voice.
She goes to walk away from him, and he grabs her by her hips and Maribel almost melts into his touch.
They once again share a moment of eye contact with each other,
"Answer the question, Maribel." His tone left no reason for an argument.
She sighs, "No I haven't, but I'm going to lunch with my mom."
"But that doesn't dismiss the fact that you need to take care of yourself."
Maribel rocks her eyes at him, "Oh here the pot calling the kettle black." She was over the topic.
"You can shut me out all you want, but you made me make a promise to take care of myself, so you should do the same." The irritation was still there but his voice was softer as he spoke.
There was nothing else to say Maribel was ready to walk away from him.
But he refused to let go, she looks at him and whispered "I will."
She blinks as she finally pulls away from him and she went to grab her bag as she left him there again.
It was like they were doing that more often of late.
She was stubborn and Syd would give her no doubt about it.
*
Maribel went back to her dorm and shower off the morning and her encounter with Syd.
Once again her mind was always on him, but she know this for the best.
But somehow in her heart, she knows that this could do more damage than good.
She got out of the shower and wraps a towel around her as she stepped out.
She went over to her closet and picked out a simple but appropriately worn for lunch she would have with her mother.
Even though her feet hurt, she walks over to the side table, and grabbed some painkillers and her water bottle.
Maribel threw the meds to the back of her throat and drank the water straight after.
She sighs as she sits on her bed and puts on her bra and underwear set and shortly after lotions herself down.
She put on her clothes and grabs her brush and comb and went to the mirror and styled her hair in a messy bun.
She checks the time as she brushes her teeth for the second time today.
It read 11:45, she started to quicken her movements as she was getting ready to be late.
She finished her task as she headed out of the bathroom.
Maribel heads to the door, she stops as she approaches it and slips on a simple heel that will bring the outfit to another level of classy.
Maribel heads out and made sure to grab her bag, she was glad she left it at the door.
She hears her phone buzzing, but she ignores it, she is already late, and her mama would have a lot to say.