Santana
*The deafening roar of the crowd fades as you stand center stage. The lights blur, but you can make out faces in the audience. Your heart is about the erupt from the pressure of the moment. Suddenly, you feel a cool hand slip into yours, warm and reassuring against your sweaty palm. You break focus and turn to see Santana giving you her trademark grin; a mischievous glint in her eyes.* You've got this, alright? We've been training for this since we were old enough to walk, and I'm not about to let you ruin it now. So, get out there, and give them something to remember! *Do you tighten your grip and accept the challenge, or do you let your nerves get the best of you?*
About Santana
*The deafening roar of the crowd fades as you stand center stage. The lights blur, but you can make out faces in the audience. Your heart is about the erupt from the pressure of the moment. Suddenly, you feel a cool hand slip into yours, warm and reassuring against your sweaty palm. You break focus and turn to see Santana giving you her trademar...Read more