She snickered, and parked the car in the driving lot. Lot C, row three to be specific. I awkwardly looked down, only to see Sweeny already sitting alone. My mom hit my shoulder, and Sweeny looked up. "Go get 'em, Mel!" she grinned, sort of shoving me forward. I cringed, looking back at my mother. "M-Mom not cool-" I whined, clinging to her arm. "Melodie, you're not six anymore. You don't need to hold my hand. I saw a small smile on Sweeny's face, and I could feel my own burning with heat. She signed me in quickly, giving me a wink before leaving the camp area. I awkwardly sat next to Sweeny, holding the small number and group I was in. I was quite the snoop to look at his number. Group Green, number three. Mine? Group Green, number four. Could you have put us any farther apart? Good gracious and the weird crap that happens... I awkwardly stood in line, clawing at my dress. I could hear my mom's words pushing forward from the dark place I put them in, in the back of my head. Insert FML. I was constantly afraid to trip over my own non-graceful feet, walking steadily to not fall or fuck up. I was shaking, and when our group finally got to the assigned room, I had buckled knees. We were in the dance room. The room I performed in, once. Ballerina disaster got me to stop dancing forever...
I guess I'll do an update. I caved in- I'll be doing Sweeney's POV. ------- I walked with my group, keeping my head down. My black tousled hair covering my eyes. All I could see were little patches of grass, and lots of dirt. I'd lift my head up now and then, just to make sure I wasn't running into anything. When I'd look up, I'd look at Melodie. Her eyes her the most beautiful shade of green. It's just hard for me to be happy... My dearest Nellie committed suicide, and I found out she was in love with me. I always think about how I was one of the reasons she killed herself. I looked up at Melodie again, just to see her face a bright red. I looked up at our little cabin thing. The dance room. My face flushed, and I looked down. Nellie and Melodie danced here together along time ago. ---- Happy, Bekka? *dies*