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Dance The Dance

Meet Delilah

My name is Delilah Rose Johnson, I'm 19 and I am a dancer. I'm British-African, if there is such a thing. My mother is from Bradford,England and my father is from South Africa in Africa.

I'm currently out of school, although I have finished high school. I decided not to continue with school and go to College or Uni due my career slowly taking off.

I was bullied all my life in school by the populars though I ignored all the hate and rumours that people spread around. Dancing and my family were the only things that keep me going.

I am trained in every style of dance though my strongest points are ballet, morden/contemporary and hip-hop. Growing up I was known as the tomboy and my mom didn't like that so she forced me to go to ballet classes.

At first I didn't like it but soon fell in love with the classical feel and the music that just took you to another place. A beautiful place where you could express, lose and find yourself at the same time.

My parents are both surgeons and I have two older sisters, Jenna and Bailey, and a younger brother, Daniel. My family is quite rich so our parents dont expect us to work.

I work for the Royal Academy of Dance and the job pays really well. But I'm not in it for the money, I'm in it for the love of dance. I also dance for The New York City Ballet regularly though I do audition for other productions.

I'm a woman of independence and my parents were against me moving out of their house after I finished high school because my parents are just too overprotective. Even my older sisters still live there.

I met Jeff Hardy, the wrestler. We actually dated for about a year and helped me launch my career as a professional dancer. He introduced me to people and care of other things. I know he was a lot older than me but age doesn't matter, right? I loved him and he loved me. He never pressured me to do "stuff" I didn't wanna do and he was very gentle with me.

Why did we break up? You ask. Because he cheated on me. He acted like he didn't mind not having sex with me and waiting till I was ready, little did I know he was getting it somewhere else. And that was the end of him and I. Since then, I haven't had an active love life.

Notes

So this wasn't an official just an intro to the main character.

Comments

Oh my! Hope you're okay! The same thing happened to me except I broke my left arm..had to take a break from dancing. Longest 3 months of my life!

OK IM A DANCER . I dance on my way to places one time I fell and broke my leg

@its just me
Ah thank you. Means a lot! We will continue with this.

Sounds like this story will be awesome! I can already relate to the character (well the dancing part) please continue with this!!

its just me its just me
10/14/14