I was wearing my ballet uniform, the little dress, tights and shoes. I have no idea how to do my hair for the ballet classes, so I was wearing it down. I have to walk around the whole school like this just to get to the Ballet Studio 3, where my first class is supposted to be. I watched people staring at me and shouting things like "Ssssweet! I never thought I'd see Ali in a dress!", ok they were all guys. But I also heard some girls said things like "What a traidor..." and then whispering other things. Even some said "That's REAL punishment" like I haven't noticed that it wasn't real. Awww thanks for reminding me that, because I haven't noticed that I have to wear this in the morning for three months! I thought it was a dream too! That's what I thought. That's like obvious... I known its real 'cause I feel uncomfortable and a little ashamed.
The only thing that I can do for now is just avoid them and don't let 'em get under my skin. I don't what another punishment!
I continue walking until I saw a sign that said "Ballet Studio 3". I hear music coming from the inside and other students were coming in.
I've no other option. I walked in and left my bag at the back of the class, like the other students did. I sat on the floor next to my bag and waited for the class to start. Everyone was chatting and some where looking at me.
That's when I saw a guy approaching in my direction, he was probably going to say something rude or bad so I lowered my head. A shadow blocked me, and said nothing. I looked up and saw that he was smiling. His brunette hair was shinning, probably because he was blocking the light. His navy-blue eyes were cheerful and he offered me his hand to help me get up.
"Thanks" I said shyly.
"You know, girls have to wear her hair up in a bun" He said pointing at my hair. I couldn't tell if it was in a kind way or just like a joke. I have short hair, well a few inches under my shoulders. So there are 2 problems with this: 1. I don't know how to do a ballet bun. 2. I don't know if my hair is long enough for the bun.
"I've nerver used a ballet bun before, so I don't know how to do it" I said a little embarrassed. Well what can I do? I've never danced ballet before, therefore never done my hair as a ballerina. When I dance hiphop I leave it down or wear a ponytail or something like that.
"Don't worry" He said with a smile and then left. That was weird...
He came back with a girl. She look nice also smiling.
"I can help you with your problem. My name is Cindy" She said smiling "Now I need you to seat down so I can start" Her eyes were powerful but kindly green. Her blonde hair was in a perfect bun, I can trust that she'll do a great job. I sat down and she started the process of doing my hair.
"My name's Alice, Ali for short" I said meanwhile she did my hair. The guy was still with us and was watching Cindy, well I think she was watching her.
"My name is Robert, Rob if you want. It's nice to meet you" He said. Then he looked at Cindy "Cindy you have to hurry up, class it's going to begin!" He said almost like a whisper.
"All done!" She said cheerfully. I look at myself in the mirror, now I look more like a ballerina. I almost felt pretty and delicate.
Everyone stood up and went to the front, looking at the mirror. A lady in her 40's entered, her black hair and brown eyes look with authority to everyone. That's when I stood up and she watched me.
" 'Morning everyone. As you might have noticed we have a new student here" The she pointed me with both hands. She has a slight Russian accent "Alice Creck, met the class. She is a hiphop dancer, and she will be with us until the show ends" Then she look to the class and started speaking to them, like leaving me aside "Class, stretch and do warm ups. I will have a small chat with Miss Alice" Then she walk towards me and then guided me towards a bar.
"I see Cindy did your bun" She noticed and I blushed. "My name is Mrs. Bahmask and I will be teaching you how to dance ballet" She said " Now I need you to do several different exercises to see how your phisical condition. First do 10 demi plies, 10 gran plies, 10 tendus, 10 degages,10 ronde jambes,10 port the bras, 10 piques, 10 frappes and 1 minute of balance in your toes"
She showed me how to do them all. It didn't looked difficult. But when I got the last piques, 10 frappes and the minute of balance, my body started aching. She looked surpised, I think she noticed that I'm in pain, but then I remembered Kate's words We train to look like we aren't suffering. Now I get it.
"Can you do the split? She asked. Finally something I understand! "In both ways?"
"I can" I said doing them. Now she was even more surprised.
"I see you have the strength, but no control niether grace" Woow, slap in the face! It's because we don't want to look graceful and clam, we want to show an attitud. I thought. "One week at the bar doing this exercises for the whole day, understood?" She said powerfully " By the way, you have to attend an extra hour after school ends"
"For what?"
"Point-shoes and pas deux" She said with the same powerful look. "Start, NOW" Then she left, so I have like 8 hours of bar-exercises. They went on slowly, and my body started aching little by little.
When the 8 hours were finish I looked at my feet. They were bleeding a little, now I understand Kate but she was exagerating, we also suffer a lot. Is not like you can do breackdance like nothing, you have to train a lot and you are going to fall at the begining, because you are learning.
Cindy looked at me.
"It's normal, you are not used to use those muscules so it will hurt at first; but in a week you'll feel nothing!" She said passing me some tape "Here, use this. It'll help you continue without bleeding, since you still have an extra hour"
"Thanks" I said taking it and wrapped my bleeding toes with the tape.
"Come on, we are late" Said Rob pushing me and helping me up.
"Wait, what?" WE? I thought it was just me! I turned and faced him.
"I'm your partner, now let's go!" He said pushing me to another ballet studio. Just to get it right, Rob is my pas deux partner so that means it was Kate's partner too. OMGosh! I'm going to be lift and all those creepy thing the do! I can't do that, I'm not ready!
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Sorry for the "late" update, I was at the beach with my little cousins! I love them, they just soooo cute! I wanted to write but the were messing all my ideas up and wanted to write their own story about some prince and new york and other stuff!(I'm not going to lie... but it was pretty weird but also exciting, such an imaginative girl! some times I wonder what's on her mind)
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Touching the Sky
Teen FictionA dancers life is not easy, but it's a lifestyle that dancers must take to reach the sky. That´s what Alice Creck thinks. She's a Junior at Maryland School of Arts and attends as a HipHop dancer. She loves her freestyles and the freedom she has to...