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Personal Narrative-Zac Efron In High School Theatre
“205, 341, 201, 210, and 372 please come back onto the stage.” 210, that’s me. I was frozen, I could feel the countless pairs of eyes beating down on me. I felt a hand push me forward, probably Cristina. I quickly glance around the stage, seeing if there was anyone I knew. My eyes spot Emily, center left stage, a smile plastered on her face. I immediately change my expression of fear into a confident smile. ‘Always smile with your eyes,’ my teacher’s advice replays in my head. Bill’s loud, cheesy voice soon filled the room.
“Alright girls, you will do the dance once, without Ben helping. Then, us judges,” he gestures to the panel of judges. One of them being Bonnie Story, choreographer of High School Musical. How could I ever show up Zac Efron?
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