Veronica Cox

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scan through my playlist until I come across what I need. The song changes every time I perform. Back when this started, I was ten and listening to N’SYNC on my Discman. I press the volume button until my eardrums quake. “Attack” by 30 Seconds to Mars blares through my headphones and relaxation seeps through my body. In these few moments before I hit the stage, this is exactly what I require. My eyes drift closed as my muscles unwind. I was born to dance. A feeling deep down in my bones hits me right before the music starts. Fear and insecurity disappear, and the colony of butterflies in the ...more
When Our Worlds Collide (Our Worlds #1)
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