Here is the song Sarah Dances, you can put it on if you want when she starts dancing and everything
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CHAPTER 2
Everyone was running around, getting ready. I was just done with a little girl's hair when another came up to me so I could do the same to her.
Today was the big night, we've been preparing this for over two months now, and all the people in the studio were here, helping. The show would start in twenty minutes. The youngest ballet class were performing first a small extract from Swan Lake and then the older classes were dancing other popular ballet songs.
And then there was me, I sometimes dance in some of this events, but it's not that often, I'm just here to help, when you are the new worker you try to make a good impression. Even though it's not really necessary, not for me; I have been taking classes in this studio since I was five, and a year ago they offered me to be a teacher.
I am very proud and happy with this job. Unlike most people of my age, if I need money, I don't have to work in some shop or fast food restaurant or ask my parents for it, I work in a place where I do something I love, and I'm good at.
I finally finished doing the hair of the girl and someone else came here to replace me, I left the backstage. I needed to breath, and that was just impossible with six to fifteen year old girls running around, asking if their makeup, or their hair was alright. In my way out I bumped into a little person.
"Oh! Sorry" I apologised, when I recognised who it was I quickly smiled at her, but her face didn't seem happy. Immediately I kneel down to look at her and ask what was wrong.
She hugged me, trying to get rid of the tears and said very silently "I'm scared Sarah."
"Sweetheart, there is nothing to be scared of, you are going to do great," I said, unhugging her and looking directly into her eyes.
"My brother is coming today, I'm very excited and so is him, because it's the first time he ever sees me dancing," she said with a little smile, but then, when she says the next thing, her gesture drops down. "What if I fall? What if he doesn't like it?"
"Anna, look at me" I begged "please, good; now, let me remind you of how hard you have worked for this, how many classes you have attended and how many times I have stayed with you after those classes so I could help you perfectionate that jump that you sometimes find quite difficult. You remember?" She nodded and I continued "Good, I can assure you that you are going to do great, and your brother is going to love it, and if he doesn't, well, let me tell you that then your brother doesn't have any idea about ballet, because you are doing a beautiful extract from one of the best ballet acts that exist in the whole world, and you are going to ace it."
She laughed a little and thanked me, before some boy and a woman came rushing into us and picked Anna up, hugging her.
"God! You almost give me a heart attack!" said Mrs Penham, Anna's mother "You can't disappear like that!"
"I'm sorry mom," she said "but don't worry, now I'm ready, Sarah helped me" Anna looked at me in admiration.
"Oh, thank you darling" her mother said before hugging me too.
"It's ok, but can I ask you a favour?" I responded.
"Of course, what do you need?" said Mrs Penham with a sweet voice.
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