" 5, 6, 7, 8. Arabesque, Pirouette, Gliss- WRONG! Ms. Louis what was that?" shouted Miss Frankweiler, the old dance teacher.
"I apologize Miss. I will fix my mistake." I responded.
"Well then stop that chatting and do it! Again! 5, 6, 7, 8. Arabesque, Pirouette, Glissade, Plié, and Curtsy. Well done ladies and Colten. See you next Wednesday.
I headed to the dressing room and met up with Julia. She had her tap class at the same time as my ballet class. Last year she was able to do both and got really mad when they rescheduled the tap this year. We go to the same school but due to her being a year older than me we never have the same classes.
"Ooh! I landmcdoodle your leotard!" Julia laughed! She was super creative and funny. She was always making up new words.
"For the millionth time Jul, I dont know what a landermcbob or any of your other crazy words mean!" I smiled.
"I love your leotard! The blue really brings out your eyes!"
"Thanks! I got to go! See ya!"
"Adios!"
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Painted Roses
Teen FictionHave you ever wanted to work with royalty or even better BE royal. What Anna gets this chance what will she do and what will happen? She also has an art competition coming up and a snobby boy wants to ruin it for her.
