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“Bloody hell, it’s hot today and it’s not even nine.” Beth commented as she sat on the balcony to one of the break areas. She got to the rehearsal rooms so early that sometimes she just ate breakfast there. She was wearing only her sports bra and dance shorts with soft shoes. “We never had summers like this in England.”

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jacksonxanderson:

“Yeah, it’s always a good idea. Sometimes you gotta get back to what you love about dance in the first place.” he said, shrugging. “I mean, the performances are fun and all, but sometimes those tough rehearsals can make you question a little bit why you’re even doing this. If you can put that aside for a little bit and just dance, it’s kind of a nice reminder that, oh, this actually is fun.” He shrugged again and laughed a little, then gave her a bright smile. “You’re welcome.”

“The school I went to was big on encouraging creativity and letting students do their own thing. We used to have showcases where people dance from everything from classical to grime.” She explained as she sipped on her water. “I’ve been working so hard on catching up with the latest choreography that I felt like I needed a break.” 

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jacksonxanderson:

“Okay, makes sense.” he answered, nodding. “Plus it’s always nice to have something outside company repertoire to work on.” he added, shrugging and pulling on his sweatshirt. “It’s looking really good, by the way.”

“Yeah, got to keep those creative juices flowing. Can’t be always drilling myself in the newest choreography.” She chuckled lightly as he pulled on his sweatshirt. She took the opportunity to get some water, blushing when he told her that he liked what he’d seen in her dance. “Thank you.” 

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jacksonxanderson:

“Nah, it’s fine.” he assured her. “The building’s pretty much empty, I don’t think it’s bothering anyone” he added. “Didn’t mean to interrupt, just forgot my sweatshirt.” he said, walking across the studio and grabbing the hoodie he had left hanging over the barre in the corner. “What’re you working on?”

Beth smiled as she settled back onto her feet, banging her pointe shoes against the floor lightly. She did it when she was a bit nervous. “Oh, back in London, they said that we should always have two pieces ready in case of an audition or a showcase. I’m just working on a new piece.” She explained. 

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Beth loved to dance to classic musical, the music written for ballet but occasionally she liked to dance to more unique choices. She usually waited until the rehearsal room was clear to work on audition pieces or showcase solos to all manner of genres. Today she was working on a piece when she heard the door open. She paused in her pirouettes and cringed at how loud the music was. “Sorry, is it too loud?” She asked. 

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audreeeeey:

“The same happens with my mother when I go to San Francisco. On top of that, she knows many of the people in those companies and then invites them to dinner. Congratulations on England making it to the world cup semi finals.” Audrey switched into a different position.

“Ah, my mum hasn’t gone that far yet. Tessa had to tell her to back off a few times though.” Beth commented as she stretched. She had never been real close with her mother, and the way her mother had treated her when she was a child had just cemented their tricky relationship. “Thanks! You should have seen how the pub went crazy when we won last week against Sweden. I’m just sad that I won’t be there for the semis. It’s not the same watching it in the US.” She told her. 

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audreeeeey:

Audrey looked up from her stretching and smiled. “Nothing major happened, but you should ask Casey about choreography. How was your trip?”

“That’ll be my first port of call.” She told Audrey when she suggested she get the new choreography. Beth stood and grabbed the barre against the nearest wall, beginning her stretches. She made a face when Audrey asked about the trip. “The usual, my mother spent half the trip pushing the Royal Ballet on me. ‘Audition season is coming, Bethany, you could live right here in Greenwich, Bethany, I’m just terribly worried about the crime rate in Boston, Bethany’.” Beth continued stretching, putting one foot up on the barre and bending over to touch her toes. “But I got to watch the football with my sister in the pub we used to go to every Sunday for lunch, that was fun.” She commented. 

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Beth rolled her suitcase into the rehearsal room, a rucksack on her back. Not many people would come straight from airport and a 7 hour flight to rehearse but Beth had spent too much time away. She plucked her headphones out of her ears and tucked her suitcase into the large cubby they had at the back at the room for bags and coats. Beth sat down on the ground and pulled her soft shoes out of her backpack. Beth was pulling them on when she saw someone linger in her peripheral vision. “So, what did I miss whilst I was in London?” 

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Name: Bethany “Beth” Smyth FC: Freya Mavor.   Age: 23 Position: Corps de ballet 2-3  +traits: Trusting. Hardworking. Accommodating. 2-3  -traits: Naive. Shy. Self-critical.

Bethany “Beth” was born in South London, born to an British mother and an American father. She has an older sister called Tessa who still lives in London as a barrister. Even at a young age, Beth was a brainy child, especially gifted with maths. She first began ballet when she was three because her mother thought the tutus were cute, discovering that Beth was not only a natural dancer but passionate about it. Most of her childhood was running from school to ballet classes or training at weekends for upcoming recitals. 

Her mother pushed Beth hard in her schoolwork and her ballet, which left her feeling pressured and self critical. Although she loved ballet, her mother’s controlling and micromanagement eventually splintered their relationship to the point that a 14 year old Beth decided to move to Boston with her father when her parents divorced. Beth returns to England once a year to visit her mother and sister. In Boston, she quickly found a new ballet teacher and was given a dance scholarship to the University of Massachusetts where she graduated with a degree in Mathematics.

After graduating, she auditioned for Boston Cambridge and took up a contract as a member of the corps de ballet. Beth is generally shy and soft spoken, but once she opens up, she’s a firm friend and kind to all she meets. This has been a detriment at times, with her father saying she trusts too easily in a dog eat dog industry. Beth doesn’t mind, she’s here to dance, not to engage in company politics. 

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