Hello everyone, I have just decided to write AOGG fanfiction and since you're reading this, I published it which is a bigger deal to me than you think it is. Anyways, this is a strange story and I'm warning you now that it's a tad bit of a modern AU but not really, it's in her time so it's not modern but it's about Modern Dancing so… Modern Dancing AU?... I don't exactly know if anyone wants to read about this but basically a big Modern Dancing studio plops themselves on Avonlea for everyone to criticized and to intrigue some…

Anyways, I just thought this would be a silly and kind of funny story because Anne was infamous for being clumsy and definitely not a graceful dancer and the costumes usually used in dance would be complete jaw-droppers at the time because of how short they were, I thought of making the costumes 1800s-ish but then I imagined dancing in something like that so I only made a few changes to the norm, still jaw-droppingly short but more presentable.

Anyways, I'll just let the story speak for itself but know that there will be more bold letters in the future. Also, please do comment in my previous story three people commented and each one made me happy so please do as I will be reading every single one no matter how many there are or how long they might be, criticism or praise (though I much prefer praise), I will be reading them all and they will surely make my day.

That's all for now,

-Yzarra

Anne happily skipped off to school with her dearest bosom friend, Diana, chattering happily about how the trees looked angelic and the flowers looked as beautiful as ever.

Once they were at school they saw Josie whispering about something to Ruby and Jane, Anne noticed and was suddenly worried, was it about the new redheaded orphan?

"Can we please go find out what they are talking about Di? I must know as I feel that if I don't I will simply burst out of curiosity!" Anne said dramatically,

Diana nodded politely and at first lightly walked next to the skipping Anne Shirley but was soon forced to run less gracefully to catch up to her.

"What is it Josie?" Anne said louder than expected, Josie giggled,

"Mr. Phillips's sister came to our town, I heard from Prissy Andrews and we all know that she must be right." Josie said, proud of herself for once again knowing much more than everyone else,

"Well what's so exciting about that?" Anne said, dissatisfied

"She owns a dance company, that big grey box over there" Josie replied, pointing to a building that was, indeed, big, grey, and horrendously ugly.

"Well I think that dance is quite lovely, I've seen some ballerinas and I think that they are very elegant and graceful"

Diana said properly, Josie simply shook her head, "This is not ballet I'm afraid, it's a new dance style called Lyrical, it's quite the monstrosity, all of their costumes are around as revealing as a corset!"

Anne and Diana were shocked, how could people wear such things?

Just then the school bell rang and all the girls ran inside,

Anne happily took a seat next to Diana to Mr. Phillips's orders and they both exchanged a smile.

"That's Gilbert Blythe, Anne, isn't he handsome?" Diana whispered,

Anne looked to the right of her to see a tall boy with curly brown hair, he was indeed handsome. Gilbert then caught her glance and winked, Anne looked away, trying not to think about his stunning Hazel eyes.

Anne returned her gaze to Diana who had a smirk on her face, "I do think Gilbert is handsome but quite bold, it isn't good manners to wink at a strange girl." Anne concluded, Diana giggled, "every girl fancies him and soon you will as well", Anne rolled her eyes at this and went back to paying attention to Mr. Phillips teaching.

She was then distracted by a piece of a chalk hitting her desk, she flinched but kept looking forward, Gilbert Blythe was confused, how could a girl not notice him?

He then threw another piece of chalk at the bright-headed girl, this time hitting her arm. He saw her flinch again but no other reaction, what is going on?

He then saw that Mr. Phillips was facing the chalkboard and quickly placed an apple on her desk. Gilbert was shocked to see that she had not even glanced at him or the apple.

Gilbert was then determined to get a reaction and immediately thought of his teasing which always got girls to notice him,

he slyly grabbed a piece of the gorgeous girl's hair and pulled on it, "Carrots, Carrots!" He whispered.

A fiery rage broke over the fiery girl as she stood up angrily, "YOU MEAN, HATEFUL BOY!" she exclaimed passionately, She then grabbed her slate and smashed it over Gilbert's head, "I will NEVER talk to you ever again!".

Gilbert looked at her confusedly, this really was a special girl.

"Anne Shirley! What is the meaning of this?" Mr. Phillips demanded, Gilbert Blythe then stood up, "It was my fault, Sir, I teased her.", Mr. Phillips shook his head,

"Anne stand right over here" he said, pointing to the chalkboard "Ann Shirley is a bad girl, Ann Shirley needs to control her temper" he wrote on the blackboard,

who was he to be writing Anne like that after she explicitly said Anne with an E!

"I will be having a discussion with you after school, Anne" Mr. Phillips said with his nose in the air.

At the end of the day Anne met Diana outside only to see a tall, curly-haired, hazel eyed boy rushing towards her. "I'm terribly sorry about what happened, Anne. Please, don't be mad for the keeps!" He said with intensity in his sad eyes.

Anne simply turned her head away and walked onto the classroom to meet Mr. Phillips as Diana stood outside, waiting for her bosom friend's conversation to finish so that they could walk home together.

Diana saw Gilbert sigh and rub his forehead in frustration, "Don't worry Gilbert, she'll come around soon" Diana said with a reassuring smile, Gilbert hopefully looked back into the classroom to get a glance at Anne and then looked back at Diana, he gave a quick smile that Diana saw regret in and walked home with his head down and hands in his pockets,

'I would have forgiven him' she thought to herself.

Inside the small brown classroom Mr. Phillips had just sat down with Anne at his desk with a cross frown on his face.

"I believe that you know what you did, Anne" Mr. Phillips said sternly, " And I believe that you deserve punishment further than just what I did,"

At this point Anne turned red, trying to hold in the anger she had in order to not worsen her punishment.

"I will be having a talk with Marilla and Matthew about this and we will discuss appropriate punishment for you, though I have my mind set on a certain one. Well, Ms.Shirley, you may leave now." He said, gesturing for her to get up, as she did.

Diana met her outside with a kind smile, "What happened?" The raven-headed girl asked Anne, "Mr. Phillips is going to talk to Marilla and Matthew about an 'appropriate punishment' for me" The fiery redhead said, rolling her eyes, "I wonder what it is." Diana said properly, "Maybe I need to behead ten dragons and bring him the heads! That would be an adventure, wouldn't it Di?"Anne said dramatically, "I don't think that's the case" Diana said with a soft chuckle, Anne's imagination truly fascinated Diana and she very much loved whenever Anne would tell her stories.

They chattered on and ended up stopping on lovers lane exchanging stories until they had to say their goodbyes at Anne's house.

When Anne got inside she was surprised to see Mr. Phillips already sat down at the dinner table having tea with Matthew and Marilla, as soon as Anne quietly walked in Mr. Phillips got up, "Goodbye Mr. and Ms. Cuthbert, have a lovely day, and please do consider what I said." He said formally.

At the front door he saw the shocked orphan and gave her a glance as he said "I'll see you on Monday". Anne was very shocked by him already being at Green Gables and walked over to where Marilla and Matthew were cleaning up, "What did he say?" Anne asked bluntly.

Marilla looked at Anne as she sat back down, "Do you know of Ms. Phillips and her modern dance studio?" Marilla asked quietly, Anne was stunned but still managed to reply, "Yes, I've heard that they wear truly ungodly things over there", Marilla was quiet for a few seconds and then spoke, putting her wrinkled hand on Anne's, "Mr. Phillips has said that you will be taking classes there starting on Monday and continuing taking classes every Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday until he thinks that you're disciplined enough.

Anne's mouth flew wide open in shock, "But Marilla, that dance studio is stupendously horrific! I'll be the laughing stock of the group, I'll be an outcast and people will only talk to me to tell me mean things, I'm truly in the depths of despair!" Anne hollered out dramatically,

"Settle down Anne! Though I do think this is rather unusual, I think that it might do you some well, you will take this punishment." Marilla said firmly.

Anne sighed and went upstairs, she went straight to bed and started crying, she cried herself to sleep that night.

Later that night Marilla walked in and blew out the candle, looking fondly and with a bit of pity at her adopted daughter, she would make a great dancer.