"ELIZABETH!" My coach screamed "its pique step arabesque! Not arabesque step pique," I was a new member to the American Ballet Theater. We were rehearsing the Le Corsaire pas de deux. Apparently the director of the company said that I have a lot of talent for someone my age, and felt that right after I got out of The ABT studio company that I should be immediately promoted to soloist.
I have lots of pressure riding on my shoulders each night as I step on stage. My other fellow soloist and principal friends say that I'll get use to it. But it never seems to go away.
"Thank you Elizabeth! Fabulous rehearsal as usual, I hope that you'll be able to do well tonight for the gala! Remember it's a full house be prepared!"
I left the studio in my brand new Burberry coat that I got as a gift for my 18th birthday last month. It was a very cold snowy day in New York, my hands and feet were freezing! Good thing my apartment is right down the street from the studios.
Once I arrived home I found a message on my kitchen counter. It was from my good friend Max who was a member of the Company. Max was two years older than me, he was just promoted to soloist and we find our selfs dancing together a lot. My coach Jose say that we have a lot of "chemistry" that shows on stage.
Max' note read,
"cannot wait to preform with you tonight! Want to go to dinner afterwards? It's on me!"
I pulled out my phone and replied with "yes!" I secretly always had a crush on Max he was apparently the hottest guy with the company and every girl wanted to dance with him! I was already nervous for the gala but now I had to go out to dinner with Max! What a night this will be!
