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"Bella. Go to sleep." Alice groaned from the bed across from me. It was Sunday night and I could not sleep, in fear of the morning to come. I read over my hand book for the millionth time

Welcome to Acadmh Rince. Here, you will follow your passion to the rest of your life. You will make friends, and you will make competitors here. There is a thin line between the two, and that brings us to rule #1.

Violence WILL NOT be tolerated.

Every student is required to carry a duffle bag containing the following:

Water

Extra set of clothes

Sneakers

Anything else required in your classes

All females are required to wear their out of their faces, Ballerinas in a bun

Every student is here to learn to dance, no matter how good or bad their skills are

Treat teachers with the respect they deserve

Learn something about the Irish culture while you're here because you will have a project at the end of every year

Rooms will be inspected at the end of every week. Keep them neat and organized.

You can appeal for new roommates, but your wish is not always granted.

YOU MUST ATTEND ALL CLASSES, UNLESS DOCTOR'S NOTE S PROVDED!

All students must stay in good physical form.

*BEEP BEEP BEEP* I groaned and slapped the dismiss button on my alarm clock. Today was the 1st day of school and in the next week, we decide what form of dance we'd like to follow. I'm torn between tap dancing and ballet. I've been dancing since I was 4 years old. I never really hung out with my friends from school, but I made a lot at the studio. I had Tap lessons everyday 2pm-4pm then Ballet lessons 6pm-8pm, so my schedule was a little bit crazy for a child.

"Stop stalling, Bella…" I whispered to myself. I walked to the closet I had unpacked my clothes into last night and grabbed my under armor duffle bag. I threw in a pair of shorts and a tank top. I grabbed my Pointe shoes from their rack along with my tap shoes and sneakers. I changed into some leggings leg warmers and a T-shirt and walked back into the dorm. Rosalie was in the shower but Alice was still sleeping.

I popped a coffee K-cup in the Keurig Rosalie brought, and walked to Alice's bed. "Alice, wake up. It's the 1st day of school, you don't want to over sl-" I was cut off by Alice shooting up out of her bed and running to her closet. She was throwing clothes around like a tornado, and any normal person would have been scared but I've been with her for the last 18 years. It's normal to me.

I grabbed my coffee and sipped it as I put fresh water in my water bottle. I leaned against the mini fridge and watched Alice throw on her clothes. Rosalie emerged from the shower looking as effortlessly beautiful. She may be gorgeous, but she is not vain at all. It took me 20 minutes to put my hair in a bun, and all she did is flip her hair upside down, twist it some weird ways, and secure it with a single bobby pin. ONLY ONE! I used like…15. And her hair is thicker. It's only been a day, but I've already grown to love her, and I know Alice has too.

I looked at the clock and sighed. Time to go. I hiked up my bag high on my shoulder, pulled up my leg warmers, checked my bun, and opened the door. I looked back at Alice, rushing to get her makeup on, and smiled. It's hard to think that just a few years ago we were walking into kindergarten, hand in hand, not knowing what to expect. Today, as she walks up next to me, is the same feeling. We are adults, stepping out into the world, wide eyed and curious. It really is an amazing feeling.

"Why are you staring at the hallway like that?" Alice interrupted my thoughts. I just laughed and pulled her out the door. I grabbed my schedule and looked down at it:

Per.1 Ballet Lessons Ms. Blair R, 106

Per. 2 Fitness & Health Mr. Costello R. 204

Per. 3 History of Dance Mrs. Cullen R. 75

Per. 4 Tap Lesson Mr. Dacey R. 222

Per. 5 Lunch Cafeteria

Per. 6 Study Hall Ms. Fenton Library

Per. 7 Partner work Mr & Mrs, Balliet Gym

Per. 8 Extra Help All teachers Chosen Room

I groaned and Alice and I went our separate ways, her having to go to History of Dance 1st. I found the right building and walked to the 1st floor. I eyed up the double doors to the studio, anxiety filling my whole body. Don't be a wimp Bella… I thought to myself. I pushed open the doors and walked in.

Only one person in the room turned to look at me. My eyes met with the brightest of green ones, and I felt warm. A slight smile took over his lips and it took my breath away. In those couple moments, I felt as if this strange place was home. I broke the gaze, reluctantly, as someone pushed past me.

Her strawberry blonde locks were pulled up into an intricate bun, her legs looked as if they were miles long in her gray leggings, and her waist was as skinny as a tooth pick under her tight fitted sweater. She walked straight to the bronze haired beauty that was staring at me earlier. "Hi Eddie!" Her voice sounded like it should have came from a 10 year old girl. I stifled a laugh, and passed of our intense staring as just a coincidence.

I set my bag down and sat on the floor. I stretched my legs out in front of me and smiled at the familiar pull of my muscles. I laced up my Pointe shoes and sighed, stretching into a back bend. "STUDENTS! TO THE BARS!" A frigid voice made me jump and fall onto my back. Another girl had fallen from a needle onto her chest. I stood and walked to help her up. She thanked me and we walked to the bars together.

"I'm Angela" She said. I smiled and said "I'm Bella." Ms Blair yelled at us to stop talking and we all cringed. This is going to be a long year, depending on which dance I choose to follow.

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