Her blood hammered through her veins with such force that her body vibrated. She couldn't keep her hands still; she picked up an object, rolled it between finger and thumb, felt its texture and coolness, then set it down at random. The bass of the music seemed to dictate the frenetic pulsing of her heart. It wasn't the kind of thing she normally liked, this techno-dance music, but it was perfect for tonight.
A burst of applause and cheers rocked the building, and the girl ahead of her took a sweeping bow, her hair extensions dusting the floor of the stage. She stepped behind the curtain; their shoulders brushed. A new song, slower than the last but still so loud it was hard to think, began to wind its way from the speakers. It was time. Her hips began to sway as she stepped out into the spotlight.
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