Dance Spirit
"Hey dad I gotta go!"
"Okay, bye Bells!" Charlie yelled.
I rushed to my best friend Angela's brother's car and threw my dance bag (pic on profile and yes its kipling) in the trunk, looking forward to another day of dance. I peeked to make sure I had my dance shoes (toe pads, tennis shoes, jazz shoes). I then got into the car and we drove down to the local dance/gymnastics studio. He parked the car and we both ran out.
Name's Isabella Swan, Bella for short. I'm 15 and I am a dancer. I do lyrical, jazz, tap, break dancing, hip hop, contemporary, modern and musical theater. I also take a class of gymnastics to help for hip hop and other stuff.
I got inside and went to the changing/homework room and set my bag down. I opened it up and looked for my toe pads (pic on profile) and slipped them on.
I took off my baggy shorts (pic on profile) for hip hop and left my spankies on (pic on profile) and walked into the room. Brianna Wyman, my lyrical teacher, walked into the room and started the warm up. 15 minutes later she walked over the mirror and sat down, got out her binder and pen.
"Okay so who is doing recital and who is doing competition?" she asked.
I raised my hand "I'm doing both" I told her.
"Okay good" she marked my name down. "Alright for competition you will learn a different dance from the recital group. Now I want the competition group to stay here while they recital group to take a water break. It you are doing both then stay here" she said.
The competition group ended up being, Sammy, Jessica, Alisa and Tania and I. Mrs. Brianna came up with our dance which was going to be called Gone (vid on profile, Bella is supposed to be the girl who is in the middle). It also involved a merry go round.
We soon started learning choreography and sent the recital kids to the homework room to hangout. It was pretty tough learning the steps without the props but we managed. After the class was over I went to my bag and slipped my shorts back on and put my tap shoes on.
I walked across the hallway into another dance room and sat down with the rest of my group. In the back of the group i saw a girl with spiky black hair. She looked about a few inches smaller than me. I got up and sat by her.
"Hello I'm Bella. Are your new here?" I asked.
"Yea! I'm Alice!" She said cheerfully.
"I'm Bella. It's nice to meet you" I smiled at her.
"So how hard is this class? I'm not very good. I'm just watching to see what competition looks like. I'm not joining this class, I'm not good enough. I am just taking the technique class after this one. You in this class?" she asked.
"Yea, I am. Been here for about 13 years" I told her.
"I just moved here like this past weekend" she said.
"Alright now class let's get started with foot warm ups. Then we shall talk about competition. Everybody Up!" Mrs. Tabetha yelled.
We started class and I went onto thinking about what class I had next, then after that one then after that. I had hip hop with Eddie B. and a jazz solo with Tabetha.
After the class ended I walked over to my bag and got my tennis shoes on and walked to the back of the building and sat down with my best friend Gabby, who looked at lot like Taylor Swift (pic of gabby on profile), she's in my lyrical class but she's doing recital. We again started talking about competition for hip hop (Gabby's with me for hip hop).
After that I got my jazz shoes and walked back to Mrs. Tabetha's classroom, and started doing my Pirouettes (turns on one foot). I then heard "Ahem" behind me. I turned around and standing there was this really handsome guy with bronze hair, green eyes and a nice body.
A/N: all pictures will be on my profile. Check them out if you have the time.
