Dancing delicately through swirling tutus. Thats me, dancing is my world, without dancing I would be no one. Pointe shoes, jazz shoes, tap shoes, I dance with these shoes through thick and thin. I'm getting ready one shoes at a time, it competition season and I'm the star. The blistering feet for the past few weeks are all worth the shining lights and clapping people.
Point those feet, stretch those legs, stage presence! Juliana stresses, stopping the music and pacing the length of the mirror, to the speaker and back, speaker and back, speaker and back, and back again. "We don't have enough time, we can never completely re-choreograph an entire dance a week before the next competition." Juliana expresses. Our dance from the following competition was weak and needed spunk. We could never show up at this competition with the same boring dance. "The song is quite and horrible for dancing, if I could choose any other song in the universe, I would never chose this one." Juliana states.
"Let's at least make this as good as possible." Paige pipes up.
"Okay, that's true, we can only make this better, from the beginning everyone." Juliana gains confidence and stands, walking to the front. " This is a ripple, Alta and Hayden followed by Beth and Morgan." Juliana screeches.
Four hours and one completely reconstructed dance later, we are finished. The dance actually looks half way decent, know we just have to clean it. Oh, my feet feel as if they are burning into flames, they blister in every direction. The next rehearsal is horrid, painful blisters burst in ugly, red splotches on my tights. My feet are angry but the dance looks perfect. I can't believe that we perfected the dance. The next class we had Sarah as our coach. She helped us clean our dance and make it perfect but because we had all been on pointe for three days of straight rehearsal, our feet are dead and bloody. Once we practiced our dance for hours with Sarah. Juliana came into the rehearsal and watched the dance. She was so excited," Wow, I can't believe this, it looks amazing, do it one more time, just to make sure it wasn't lucky." Even though our feet hurt, we dance our dance one more time.Once we finish dancing, Sarah says," It didn't look as good but I know your feet hurt," Then Juliana says," We are ready for the competition girls!"
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