When the music started I began doing the choreography to the rhythm of the music. It would be the last time I would practice for a while so I was giving it all I got.
When the music stopped I finally breathed and looked myself in the mirror. I was sweating, for the 4 long hours of constant dancing and though every inch of my body was in pain, I had a smile of the size of the universe. This is what I like to do the most, dance, it's my life. It's been like these since my first ballet class when I was 4 years old and even before that, my mother always told me that she knew from the moment that she first saw me moving my little baby arms when some theme music of an old baby show played, that I was going to love dancing, and guess what she was right.
After some time resting and catching my breath, I got up and headed toward the looker room. I took off my dance clothes and went to shower, trust me after 4 hours of only dancing a person does NOT smell good.
After showering I changed and headed home.
This is going to be my last day in Portugal, tomorrow I'm going to catch a plane to London, to go to my boarding school ,Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Merlin help me.