Making it past her first day of Degrassi, Sophia sighed. She went out to the parking lot and put her backpack in the trunk, taking out her dance bag. She brought that with her to the front and put it beside her, in the passenger seat. The dance studio was on the other side of town, and her class started in ten minutes, so she hurried a bit. When she got there, she jumped out of her car, ran through the front door and up the steps. When she arrived, there was still a class going on, for grade school kids. She sighed. Sophia went into the other room, where all the girls were changing. They all looked about Sophia's age. She was by far the tallest one there. She slipped on her leotard and put jazz pants over them. Sophia never wore shoes for a Modern class, all she wore was a 'ball-protector'. Kind of like a sandal, but it only covered the ball of her foot, for turns. She looked around, and saw that most of the girls in her class didn't wear shoes either. Sophia sat down as she struggled to put all of her hair up and out of her face. A short, Hispanic looking girl came over to her.
"Hi. I'm Manny."
"Hi. I'm Sophia."
"Did you just join this class?"
"Actually, yeah. I just moved here."
"Oh, cool. Do you go to Degrassi?"
"Yep, grade eleven."
"I'm in grade ten. I just wanted to give you some advice. This is an advanced modern class, so, if you don't catch on right away, don't be too hard on yourself."
Sophia eyed Manny. Was that some kind of insult?
"Oh, I think I'll be able to handle it." She smiled.
The girl named Manny went away. Sophia sat in anticipation, waiting for class to start. After what seemed like forever, the little girls started filing out of the dance room and met up with their parents to leave. All of the girls waiting with Sophia went in, so she decided to, too. They all sat in the middle of the hard wood floor in a circle, stretching. She did the same. The room was surrounded by mirrors, of course. Way to make a girl self-conscience. Their were about eleven girls in the class. Must be pretty selective, it seemed like a small amount. The teacher came in and sat in the middle. She looked around the circle and her gaze rested on Sophia.
"Well hi! You must be Sophia. I'm Miss Stephanie. I'm really glad you could joiin us. We just started working on a new dance about a week ago, so if you want to watch for today, that'd be fine. You can watch as many days as you feel you need to, to catch on. I'm sure Manny can help you, she seems to always be the star."
Miss Stephanie smiled at Manny.
Sophia nodded. To Sophia, Miss Stephanie looked like she was only about twenty-nine.
"Okay girls! Up! Get into your groups and be ready!"
All the girls stood and got into groups of three, except for one group of two people. She figured she would be going in the group. Sophia took a seat on the loft. Miss Stephanie flipped a switch on the stereo in the corner. An up-beat hip/hopish song came on and all the girls seemed to move as one. Sophia took it all in, rather well. It was quite a busy dance, but it looked like fun. Sophia wanted in. Right away. Once they finished the first run through, Sophia hopped up.
"Miss Stephanie?"
Everyone turned to look at her. It made her uncomfortable.
"I'd like to try it."
Everyone looked shocked.
"Oh…ok. You go with this group right here, okay? And don't worry about messing up. I don't think you'll get it the first time."
Miss Stephanie was wrong. Very wrong indeed. Not only did Sophia get it right the first time, she did it better than most of the people in the class. Everyone was taken aback. At the end of class, Miss Stephanie pulled Sophia aside.
"That was….wow. You are quite the dancer. How long have you been dancing?"
"As long as I can remember. I had a lot of fun!"
"Good! Well, our next class is next week, same day, same time. Okay?"
"Oh. Only one class a week?"
"Yep, but we do offer more then just Modern."
Miss Stephanie handed Sophia a pamphlet.
"Look through it."
"I will. Thanks again!"
Sophia ran into the dressing room and grabbed her bag and headed down the stairs to her car. But she was stopped when someone placed a hand on her arm as she went to open her car door.
"Can…could I maybe get a ride home?" It was Manny.
'You've got to be kidding me.' Was the thought going through Sophia's head.
"Yeah, sure. Hop in." She always was nice.
"So you were pretty amazing in there." Manny said, once they got going.
"Thanks. I've been dancing for awhile. But you're pretty flawless."
"Yeah, I know. I work hard for a reason." She laughed to herself.
They didn't talk the rest of the way, except when manny gave directions.
"Thanks for the ride," She told Sophia as she climbed out of the car.
"Yeah, no problem. See you tomorrow."
"Sure."
Manny slammed the door and walked to her house. Sophia burned rubber out of there and headed home.
"Mom, I'm home!" She called into the ninth floor apartment. It was one of those one's that covered the whole floor. It was larger than most homes. Sophia tossed her keys onto the table and went into the kitchen area.
"Honey, had to stay late to work on a file, order some pizza or something. Love, Mommy."
Sophia found it funny how her mom referred to herself as 'mommy'. Sophia's mom was a psychiatrist. Working hard for the craziest here in Degrassi. Sophia was whipped though. She had a long day, and fell asleep as soon as she layed down in her bed, dance clothes and everything.
"Hi. I'm Manny."
"Hi. I'm Sophia."
"Did you just join this class?"
"Actually, yeah. I just moved here."
"Oh, cool. Do you go to Degrassi?"
"Yep, grade eleven."
"I'm in grade ten. I just wanted to give you some advice. This is an advanced modern class, so, if you don't catch on right away, don't be too hard on yourself."
Sophia eyed Manny. Was that some kind of insult?
"Oh, I think I'll be able to handle it." She smiled.
The girl named Manny went away. Sophia sat in anticipation, waiting for class to start. After what seemed like forever, the little girls started filing out of the dance room and met up with their parents to leave. All of the girls waiting with Sophia went in, so she decided to, too. They all sat in the middle of the hard wood floor in a circle, stretching. She did the same. The room was surrounded by mirrors, of course. Way to make a girl self-conscience. Their were about eleven girls in the class. Must be pretty selective, it seemed like a small amount. The teacher came in and sat in the middle. She looked around the circle and her gaze rested on Sophia.
"Well hi! You must be Sophia. I'm Miss Stephanie. I'm really glad you could joiin us. We just started working on a new dance about a week ago, so if you want to watch for today, that'd be fine. You can watch as many days as you feel you need to, to catch on. I'm sure Manny can help you, she seems to always be the star."
Miss Stephanie smiled at Manny.
Sophia nodded. To Sophia, Miss Stephanie looked like she was only about twenty-nine.
"Okay girls! Up! Get into your groups and be ready!"
All the girls stood and got into groups of three, except for one group of two people. She figured she would be going in the group. Sophia took a seat on the loft. Miss Stephanie flipped a switch on the stereo in the corner. An up-beat hip/hopish song came on and all the girls seemed to move as one. Sophia took it all in, rather well. It was quite a busy dance, but it looked like fun. Sophia wanted in. Right away. Once they finished the first run through, Sophia hopped up.
"Miss Stephanie?"
Everyone turned to look at her. It made her uncomfortable.
"I'd like to try it."
Everyone looked shocked.
"Oh…ok. You go with this group right here, okay? And don't worry about messing up. I don't think you'll get it the first time."
Miss Stephanie was wrong. Very wrong indeed. Not only did Sophia get it right the first time, she did it better than most of the people in the class. Everyone was taken aback. At the end of class, Miss Stephanie pulled Sophia aside.
"That was….wow. You are quite the dancer. How long have you been dancing?"
"As long as I can remember. I had a lot of fun!"
"Good! Well, our next class is next week, same day, same time. Okay?"
"Oh. Only one class a week?"
"Yep, but we do offer more then just Modern."
Miss Stephanie handed Sophia a pamphlet.
"Look through it."
"I will. Thanks again!"
Sophia ran into the dressing room and grabbed her bag and headed down the stairs to her car. But she was stopped when someone placed a hand on her arm as she went to open her car door.
"Can…could I maybe get a ride home?" It was Manny.
'You've got to be kidding me.' Was the thought going through Sophia's head.
"Yeah, sure. Hop in." She always was nice.
"So you were pretty amazing in there." Manny said, once they got going.
"Thanks. I've been dancing for awhile. But you're pretty flawless."
"Yeah, I know. I work hard for a reason." She laughed to herself.
They didn't talk the rest of the way, except when manny gave directions.
"Thanks for the ride," She told Sophia as she climbed out of the car.
"Yeah, no problem. See you tomorrow."
"Sure."
Manny slammed the door and walked to her house. Sophia burned rubber out of there and headed home.
"Mom, I'm home!" She called into the ninth floor apartment. It was one of those one's that covered the whole floor. It was larger than most homes. Sophia tossed her keys onto the table and went into the kitchen area.
"Honey, had to stay late to work on a file, order some pizza or something. Love, Mommy."
Sophia found it funny how her mom referred to herself as 'mommy'. Sophia's mom was a psychiatrist. Working hard for the craziest here in Degrassi. Sophia was whipped though. She had a long day, and fell asleep as soon as she layed down in her bed, dance clothes and everything.