It's like a mullet for your butt!
-Ok, the fic writing isn't going well, mostly because I'm going back to college soon, I have my driving theory test at the end of the month and I know nothing. I also keep having CRAZY FIC IDEAS WTF
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The lights in the large blue and red striped tent dim, throwing the audience and the floor into darkness. A single spotlight shines, and into it steps a teenaged boy. White trousers tucked into knee-high riding boots, coat tails of his red jacket flapping gently with his strides, dark hair hidden by a black velvet top hat.
“Ladies and gentleman,” he adresses the crowd, voice strong and confident. “Welcome to Cirque du Disney.”
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I know, I'm sorry! But I'm glad you think so.
SNIPPETT!
Selena shakes her limbs loose before grabbing the trapeze, raising and arm to the crowd, who cheer as Selena launches herself over the edge. She cuts a bright path through the hazy, chalky air, swinging down until the trapeze ropes snap taut. She swings like she has done thousands of times before, flipping and twisting through the air, but it always makes Demi’s stomach clench as he hands slap against the wood of the bar.
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