For the Love of Ballet

Chapter 2

"I hate being awake so early," Ezra whined, "Why don't you come with me to my dorm and well... you know."

I rolled my eyes and playfully smacked him. He chuckled and leaned in for a kiss. We were only a few centimeters apart when someone cleared their throat.

Thinking it was Anabelle. I was about to tell her to get lost, but it wasn't her. It was head mistress Veronica, glaring at Ezra and me.

"No public display of affection Miss D' giovani and Mister Miller. Understood?" she snapped.

Feeling my cheeks burn of embaressment, I quickly nodded. She glanced me over, before walking inside the studio. She looked beautiful again. Her brown long skirt and white blouse hugged her loosely, but still looked very ellegant. Her golden brown hair was curled and pulled into a half pony tail. Veronica de Luc was one of few female ballerinas I looked up too.

"She's so beautiful," Ezra commented.

I had to agree with my boyfriend. Every woman envied her and men wanted her. Interwining our fingers, we both walked inside the studio where most of the students were beginning their half an hour stretching exercises. Anabelle saw us and motioned towards a gap she saved for me on the bar. Ezra went over to the guys side and began his exercises. Head mistress Veronica watched us very carefully.

"No slouching... Wrong!" she snapped as she passed many dancers, "Are you tucking in your tummy or you've gotten fat!"

Many girls tried not to cry as she critized their posture or outfit. I tried to ignore my nerves as I saw her get closer.

"Do you even know the five positions or are you stupid? Horrible!," she continued, but smiled when she saw Ana, "Oh wonderful Ana! Excellent posture... tucking in your tummy perfectly... you make it look beautiful."

"Thank you Madame Veronica," Anabelle smiled.

Head mistress nodded and proceeded to me. She frowned almost imediately. I tried to not look so nervous, but it was no work.

"Miss D'giovani... you seem to look so loose outside my class, while having an intense snog fest. Why so stiff, eh?"

I didn't know how to respond; I was speechless. Satisfied with my lack of response, she continued to walk and critize more students. After long six hours of dancing, Anabelle and I grabbed our bags and headed to our dormatory.

"That was so embarassing!" I whined, still remembering what happened in the morning.

"It wasn't so bad Dania. She is just building character."

"Easy for you to say... she loves you," I replied back sarcastically, "She was observing me intently, waiting for any moment for me to mess up!"

"No she wasn't Dania. Don't be so paranoid now... now come on hurry up! I want to take a shower before dinner starts."

After taking a long soothing shower, I put on a simple blue dress and fixed my pixie hair. I was glad I decided to chop it off during the summer. Since most of the time my hair was in a tight bun. Anabelle left earlier to meet up with a fellow fourth year danseur she met in class. I heard a soft knock on the door.

"Come in!" I yelled.

"Hey babe, you ready?" Ezra asked as he walked inside, but winked soon as he saw me, "My don't you look sexy tonight."

"Oh shut up Ezra!"

He pulled me closer to him and crashed his lips onto mine. He nibbled on my bottom lip, asking for an entrance. Once I opened my mouth, our tongues wrestled each other. He pulled apart and started to kiss down my neck and sucked on my weak spot.