If Only It Could Be Easier
Chapter Four Snapped Arista walked into the Dance Studio looking around at all the dancers. We all look identical she thought. Same hair, same body type, kind of scary to look at in a way. Passing by the ballerinas all looking at her wondering who she was she came to a woman with a stick in her hand and dressed as a dancer. She guessed that it was Madame Elise or one of her employees.
"Hello there, May I help you?"
"Yes my name is Aristalyn Frost. I was supposed to start dancing here."
"Ah yes from SC, I remember. Well I am Madame Sarah. You may warm up on the barre, I see you are dressed already I like a dancer who is prepared. Go to Studio Four you shall be in my class."
Walking down the hallway she entered Studio Four to see a boy warming up on the barre, quite flexible she thought. He had blonde hair and a nice body. She walked over and started to warm up when he came closer.
"Hello there." He was smirking.
"Hello."
"My name is Charles. And you might be?"
"Aristalyn."
"Gorgeous name suits you well. How old are you?"
"Fifteen."
"I just turned seventeen two days ago."
"Happy Birthday."
"Thanks, are you new?"
"Yes its my first day."
"Well don't worry partnering is easy."
"Partnering?"
"Were dancing together. I was told I would be getting a new partner from my mother a week ago."
"What?"
"My mother is Madam Elise said that a new girl from South Carolina was coming to be my dance partner, that she was light and had nice technique. But now I see that's not all you have."
"I didn't come here for partnering I came to do just plain pointe."
"Yeah well I saw your picture and asked if you could be my partner."
"Wait I thought you said your mom told you."
"Yes she agreed with me."
Madame Sarah came in and started the music. "Madame I believe there has been a misunderstanding."
"No no darling you will have fun dancing with a partner. You shall go far in the theatre especially with a partner like Charles."
Arista felt like she was going to die she sighed and just went over to the barre and started warming up. This was going to be a long day she thought. And she was right partnering was hard every time he lifted her she felt as if she was going to fall, they both said she was doing fine but she felt uncomfortable. When it was finally over she left not saying goodbye to anyone.
Walking through the street she could feel the blood coming from her toes she had been dancing straight for the last four hours. She was in so much pain she could barely see straight she wasn't used to this kind of training. Then coming into the square there were those boys again she really didn't feel like talking.
"Hey there Aristalyn."
"Hi" she said still walking very quickly hoping he would just go away.
"How was youse day?"
"Fine" she said in a low deep voice.
"Why are you walking so fast? Kind of rude for a debutant such as yourself."
She snapped "Look I've been dancing on my toes for the past four hours without a break I just got placed with a partner who let's say let's his hands wander a little too much when we are dancing and it almost made me throw up right in the middle of the studio. I can't do anything about because his mother is the owner and right now I am making money for my family who are still back in South Carolina. I live with my crazy annoying aunt and my stuck up jerk of and uncle. So I really don't appreciate getting harassed while blood is seeping through my dance shoes as we speak. My feet hurt so bad I think I might just.." She felt herself spinning and was getting light headed and fell and Spot was just in time to catch her.
Chapter Four Snapped Arista walked into the Dance Studio looking around at all the dancers. We all look identical she thought. Same hair, same body type, kind of scary to look at in a way. Passing by the ballerinas all looking at her wondering who she was she came to a woman with a stick in her hand and dressed as a dancer. She guessed that it was Madame Elise or one of her employees.
"Hello there, May I help you?"
"Yes my name is Aristalyn Frost. I was supposed to start dancing here."
"Ah yes from SC, I remember. Well I am Madame Sarah. You may warm up on the barre, I see you are dressed already I like a dancer who is prepared. Go to Studio Four you shall be in my class."
Walking down the hallway she entered Studio Four to see a boy warming up on the barre, quite flexible she thought. He had blonde hair and a nice body. She walked over and started to warm up when he came closer.
"Hello there." He was smirking.
"Hello."
"My name is Charles. And you might be?"
"Aristalyn."
"Gorgeous name suits you well. How old are you?"
"Fifteen."
"I just turned seventeen two days ago."
"Happy Birthday."
"Thanks, are you new?"
"Yes its my first day."
"Well don't worry partnering is easy."
"Partnering?"
"Were dancing together. I was told I would be getting a new partner from my mother a week ago."
"What?"
"My mother is Madam Elise said that a new girl from South Carolina was coming to be my dance partner, that she was light and had nice technique. But now I see that's not all you have."
"I didn't come here for partnering I came to do just plain pointe."
"Yeah well I saw your picture and asked if you could be my partner."
"Wait I thought you said your mom told you."
"Yes she agreed with me."
Madame Sarah came in and started the music. "Madame I believe there has been a misunderstanding."
"No no darling you will have fun dancing with a partner. You shall go far in the theatre especially with a partner like Charles."
Arista felt like she was going to die she sighed and just went over to the barre and started warming up. This was going to be a long day she thought. And she was right partnering was hard every time he lifted her she felt as if she was going to fall, they both said she was doing fine but she felt uncomfortable. When it was finally over she left not saying goodbye to anyone.
Walking through the street she could feel the blood coming from her toes she had been dancing straight for the last four hours. She was in so much pain she could barely see straight she wasn't used to this kind of training. Then coming into the square there were those boys again she really didn't feel like talking.
"Hey there Aristalyn."
"Hi" she said still walking very quickly hoping he would just go away.
"How was youse day?"
"Fine" she said in a low deep voice.
"Why are you walking so fast? Kind of rude for a debutant such as yourself."
She snapped "Look I've been dancing on my toes for the past four hours without a break I just got placed with a partner who let's say let's his hands wander a little too much when we are dancing and it almost made me throw up right in the middle of the studio. I can't do anything about because his mother is the owner and right now I am making money for my family who are still back in South Carolina. I live with my crazy annoying aunt and my stuck up jerk of and uncle. So I really don't appreciate getting harassed while blood is seeping through my dance shoes as we speak. My feet hurt so bad I think I might just.." She felt herself spinning and was getting light headed and fell and Spot was just in time to catch her.