I got to ballet class and I hung out, waiting with my ballet friends for our teacher to arrive. We then made one of the guys go downstairs to see if we were is some other studio and go and find our teacher.
When our teacher finally arrived, he found that there was somebody in our studio and they thought that they had the studio.
So, we took a field trip and headed downstairs. Once in one of the smaller studios, we realized that we needed one more barre. So, we grabbed another barre. We also found out before plies that guess what, the people upstairs in our usual studio had made a mistake and they weren't supposed to be there.
The studio we had to dance in was small and the lighting from the windows kept making me and some of the other girls mess up a couple of times. You see, the sun was setting and shinning in my eyes and it kept making me mess up.
Anyways, I hope that was interesting, have a great day and just keep dancing! ~Mia
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Ballet
Non-FictionJust a little bit about ballet. This story follows my life and my meager ballet career. It's a bit random and some info about ballet from my perspective. If you would like for me to write a part about something in particular, just comment and I w...
