A/N: OKAY! So, I forgot this story completely... I also suffered from writer's block, and school began again... I just forgot, okay, sorry! And sorry for this short chapter, but that's all I have till now. Well, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Saw.

"Alright, one more time girls!" Mrs. Padilla exclaimed, while walking over to the stereo and replaying the song one more time. Corbett sighed. She was tired, she wanted to go home. She knelt down to check her pointes. The pointes she got from Mark 6 months ago. She knew she had to buy new ones, she once had a twisted ankle from these ones, but she was in love with them. She knew she wouldn't get one of these ever again. She had to buy her next pair, Mark would forget, no matter what.

"Miss Hoffman, are you with us?" Mrs. Padilla sighed, and walked over to Corbett. Corbett looked up, her eyes wide.

"Um... No... I was... Thinking." Corbett muttered.

"Aha. And I figure it was about ballet, right, Miss Hoffman?" Mrs. Padilla hissed. Corbett swallowed. Mrs. Padilla was angry at her. You didn't wanted her to be angry with you. She could kick you out of class, and you didn't had to come back ever again.

"Um.. Yes! Yes, it was about ballet!" Corbett stumbled. Mrs. Padilla rolled with her eyes, and sighed.

"Alright, I think we're done for today, girls!" Mrs. Padilla sighed, and walked away. Corbett wanted to leave the room, when she felt a hand on her arm.

"Corbett, can I speak to you for a minute?" Mrs. Padilla asked, and Corbett frowned. Mrs. Padilla never called her Corbett. She nodded.

"I know how much you love ballet, more than all the girls put together. But from what I saw today... You get distracted very easily the past few weeks. Does that have a reason?" Corbett nodded.

"My father. He's dating with a woman. Not that I want my dad to be alone the rest of his life, but I don't like her. I get a strange feeling around her." Mrs. Padilla sighed.

"Corbett, you need to remember that losing your mother wasn't only difficult for you. It was difficult for Mark as well. He needs to carry on with his life. And even thought you don't like it, he needs it." Mrs. Padilla said. Corbett nodded again.

"Thank you, Mrs. Padilla." Mrs. Padilla shook her head.

"All I want is you focusing on ballet when you're here. Talking about ballet: I have an announcement. And since you are my best student..." Corbett frowned. She never knew she was her best student.

"I got a letter from the National Academy of Dance. They are having an audition next month, and they asked me to sent my three best students to audition. I thought, maybe you wanted to?" Mrs. Padilla asked, while searching in her bag for the letter. Corbett's eyes widened. The National Academy of Dance? That was the best ballet school in the state! Mrs. Padilla looked up.

"So? What do you say?" Mrs. Padilla said. Corbett nodded, grabbed the paper out of her hands and ran out of the room. She couldn't say anything, she needed to tell Mark.

"Oh Amanda, I'm so sorry..." Mark said, as he kissed Amanda's picture again. He felt really bad about him dating with Diana, but there was no other way. He couldn't live alone anymore, with the girls, he needed to do it for the money. He knew that wasn't a good reason at all, but at least it was one. Diana was rich, and not really unattractive. She wasn't bad at all, but he felt Paige and Corbett didn't liked her. If they really didn't liked her, there wasn't coming any wedding, he wouldn't do it if they didn't wanted it.

"Daddy? Are you alright?" Paige asked, and jumped on the couch. Mark moaned.

"Yes, I am..." Paige frowned.

"Paige, honey, why don't we go walking for a moment?" Paige nodded. Mark picked up his and Paige's coat, and opened the door. Paige smiled, and walked outside, into the cold air.

A/N: So, let me know what you think! =)

O, by the way, there's a lot going to happen in this story, I guess. I'm just 'preparing' for that moment =).