Pretty on pointe

Bulletproof.

*****Chapter 2*****

The bright lights of the studio gave me another kick start. I slid the black leather ballet shoes on, they were uncomfortable on my big toe. My ankle flexed, stretching. My heart raced, with excitement. Katrina walked in.

Katrina's Point of view.

I spotted Tom in the right corner of the large bright studio. His blue eyes glistened with the light. Kylee walked in while tieing her ginger hair into a neat bun.

"Kat Ellis to the center" Mrs. Raine shouted.

I pranced to the near middle of the studio.

"Show me your fourettes on pointe into a jeté landing in Fifth position."

I got on pointe, the new pink shoes causing pins and needles in my feet. My toes turned quikly four times around, going straight into the graceful leap landing in fifth position.

"Pretty on pointe." she remarked

"thank you" I noted.

"Okay Kat go Finnish warming up."

I walked to the corner and pulled my shoes off then I pulled my leg over my head into a tilt. The background noise was of mrs.Raine shouting above the classical music. I pulled the pink elastic stretcher out of the dance bag. My foot was pulled onto the barre and I hooked the elastic to my delicate toes as I pulled on the elastic. Tom walked to stand next to me, I now realized how tall he was, probably reaching over 6 feet. My eyes were about level with his chest. He cupped my chin forcing me to look him in the eyes.

"Hello beautiful." He spoke without hesitation.

"Hi."

"See you tonight?"

I nodded, as he let go of my chin. He started doing relevés his feet even with his legs. His large hand reached into his bag as he brought out some point shoes.

"Yours new to?" I said.

He nodded slowly. I pointed to my shoes, picking them up. My small fingers worked together to bend the arch of the shoe inward. I heard the small crackling noises of the stretching pointe shoes.

"All dancers to the choose a spot in the center" Mrs. rain shouted.

We all pranced to the center.

"Katrina, I want you as my example" Mrs. Raine said to my surprise.

I walked next to Mrs.Raine

"Katrina show everyone the steps preformed in show time.

My feet went into pointe my knees tensing , I did a fourette preforming the jetté leap. My small feet landed in fifth position.

"Now everybody do as Katrina." She shouted.

Everybody gracefully copied.

"Now Kat add a fourette on pointe into a illusion."

I spun gracefully following her strong words. Sometimes when I'm dancing I don't feel pain, just inspiratation. My legs swinging over my head with flexibility, I finnished in Fifth position. Pain reached my feet, I decided to ignore it.

Hours passed of repetitive pointe. My toes had horrible blisters, I was sweating out of my mind. The purple leotard was nearly drenched. My arm read up to wipe the sweat from my forehead. I tore my pointe shoes off exposing the blisters. Tom walks Over to me, his black t-shirt also drenched.