I gathered my things in my pink nike bag. The cd player had finally stop to classical music that had filled the room around five minutes ago. The rest of the girls with the ribbons in their hair were busy in a corner making plans for their next get together. I of course stayed out of their business, I wasnt into the social scene. What made it worse was that people never invited me. I was an outcast that was interested in taking walks in dark alleys or climbing the naked trees in the fall.
I waited until the last girl left and my ballet teacher went out for her daily cup of coffee to turn on the cd player. The music started flowing through the room again and I was suddenly gliding across the polished wooden floor. The mirrors in front of me gave me no more than the slightest satisfaction. My black leggings were rising up as I danced faster. My messy bun started to become undone making black sections of my hair fall to my face. I sighed once the music became softer and stopped spinning.
My green eyes shot open once I heard someone come into the studio. There were faint footsteps coming closer to me. I went over to cd player and turned it off while I waited for the person to come out of the darker part of the studio. My fingers tightened at the wooden pole when I saw the person emerge into the light.
"My sister really should join this place. It fits her." he smirked.
