"Four times a week?" My mom said
"Absolutely." I said. I had just told my mother about how many extra dance time I needed, with my private teacher.
"Why? What is so important?" She asked giving me a look.
I sighed. "The fall ballet!" I said, stomping my feet. "I want to be the lead, really badly."
My mother looked at me and smiled. "Of course." She said. "I support you in what you do.
I smiled at her and ran to my loft room to start practicing. I warmed up and started to dance. In my head I went over the steps, and over them. When my teacher showed up, he worked with me on each step pushing me until I can do it perfectly.
"That's it!" He said "You have that routine down and unless you fall into a coma and wake up for auditions with no memory, you have a great shot at getting that role." He smiled
I smiled back at him and through the next weeks with our rehearsals, I got better and better.
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The day of auditions I was a mess. I tried to warn up in the rehearsal room but it was no use. I was too nervous. The next thing I knew, my name was called. I stood up and walked into the room, breathing heavily.
"Whenever you're ready." Ms. Tempest said, smiling. A song started playing, and I let it carry me the way it had in the cafeteria. I danced and danced, smiling and portraying my emotions as best I could. When I was done, all the teachers looked at me.
"Well done Charlotte." One of them said, quietly.
I beamed. And as I walked out of the room, I couldn't keep the smile off.
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Pieces of Time
RandomCharlotte's life is far from ordinary. At her school, kids dance on the tabletops during lunch, they have dance class and she's able to hone her dance skills. Even outside of school, she's the leader of her friends and always looks on the bright sid...
