A/N I wrote this for a written assignment in school last year, and I thought, hey, why not put it on fanfiction? Please R&R, and NO FALMES!

My Very First medal

It was finally the end of our jazz recital, and I hadn't messed up one bit! It wa so amazing, I was going to shriek. This had to be a dream. I could hear peopl loudly screaming, clapping, and whistling, and knew that my encouraging mom and friends were among them. I was ecstatic.
When everybody had stopped making so much noise, everyone in my jazz group and I trotted backstage. Everyone was happy with how we had performed. It was really crowded already, and we didn't have anywhere to sit, so we just stayed standing and chatted about the other dances, and what we liked, and disliked about them. Soon, adult supervisors came in, and called out groups in order from oldest to youngest, and told them to get in line. My group was the fourth group called.
After all of the groups were lined up, we went back on stage. The audience roared with applause. All of the dancers were happily smiling. Once everyone was on the stage, student volunteers started passing out medals. A medal! I couldn't believe it. I had never gotten a medal before. It was more beautiful than any medal I had ever seen! It had a white ribbon, with bold, pink letters saying DANCE, and thin, black lines outlining it. In between each DANCE, there were pink ballet shoes. At the bottom, there was a gold circle with a box overlapping it a little at the end. Inside the box, it said DANCE again in bold letters. The circle had another pair of ballet shoes, a hat, and ribbons flying all over. On the back, it says crown trophy made in U.S.A., and M&M dance 2005 recital.
They let us off of the stage, and my sister and I got our stuff ready to go. Nothing, or no one was going to make this day turn out bad. We met my mom, her friend Judy, and Judy's kids, Nicholas, Elizabeth, and Alicia by the entrance. They all started congratulating us, and looking at our medal. My mom took some pictures, and I knew that they looked good because, we weren't forcing smiles onto our face. We were naturally happy. That incredible medal was going to remind me of my outstanding performance in jazz!