Ballet With The Bad Boy

Chapter 37

Make up was something I never usually went for, like, I always did such basic make up and never even considered putting on a full face.

This however, was probably the first time I was getting a full face done.

The changing rooms at the back of the hall were swarming with dancers and stage hands. It felt like Piccadilly Circus with how much people were running around like lunatics and getting in each others way.

I'd managed to find a quiet spot out of the way while Miss Lacey and her team did my make up and did any last minute alterations to my dress.

My phone was my only form of entertainment as I had my face practically beaten up by brushes and beauty blenders.

I saw that Leo had messaged me from the boys changing rooms and it put a smile on my face. Apart from school and one more practice session, we hadn't seen each other since he stayed at mine.

It had been hard to act like he wasn't there when we walked past each other in the hallways, but it was the only way to make sure Harvey would be chill.

He was the only person that came to watch me dance today. I'm pretty sure Leo's Mum was in the crowd somewhere but I tried not to focus on her since I knew she didn't like me and Leo together.

Leo and I had a plan though. As soon as this was over with, win or lose, we were going to come out officially as a couple.

I was scared to death, and I knew Leo was as well, but it was the only way we were going to be able to get past all of this drama.

If Harvey still feels the same way about us then I needed to let him go. I wasn't prepared to sacrifice my happiness for someone else.

I'd always put Harvey first with practically everything I did. Now it's my turn.

I bit my lip slightly and sent a text to Leo.

"I'm getting nervous."

Thinking about what was about to happen in the next hour was overwhelming and I would be lying if I said I wasn't absolutely shitting myself.

Almost instantly, a reply came through.

"So am I, but don't worry, I'll make you feel better soon."

I hoped he could, because it felt like my heart was going to fall out of my arse.

"Right! Get up and get changed!" Miss Lacey suddenly snapped from beside me, snatching my phone from my grip and practically throwing my dress at me.

I leaped up, quickly pulling my tank top over my head and throwing my dress on. It was a simple baby blue dress that flowed at I walked. The thin straps on my shoulders dug in slightly but I knew they had to re-adjust them.

Slipping off my leggings from underneath the dress, I quickly shoved my clothes into my gym bag and stood still for the tailors to do the last few alterations to the dress.

As the two ladies shuffled around my, tugging and pulling at the fabric, I finally caught a glimpse of myself in the overly-lit mirror.

Jesus... I didn't think I could look more... Weird?

The small amount of freckles that resided on my cheeks had completely vanished under layers upon layers of foundation and concealer.

My eyes were painted a mix of dark and light blue with a small wing of eyeliner sweeping across my eyelid.

I then realised that I had some fake eyelashes on... Which I detested. No wonder my eyes felt so heavy.

My lips were a simple nude colour with a hint of pink in the middle. I'm not gonna lie, I wasn't liking this full face of make up thing.