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| As Amy came in the studio from the pouring rain with her long brown hair in a bun she walked in and saw the group practicing Swan Lake, she immediately ran upstairs to change. Once she reached the top, her friend Michelle was up there. Hey Amy, what's up, Michelle said. Nothing Much, but why are you up here they are rehearsing Swan Lake right now, she said. I am sick. What's wrong, Amy said. I have this bad upset stomach, Michelle said. Well, let me change, and I will help you in a minute. * * * I am done now come with me downstairs, Amy said. Ok, she said. Mrs. Johnson, the ballet teacher was in the dance room counting the music as Amy and Michelle walked in with their dance bag in their hands. Girls!!! What are you doing we already started practice and you are just sitting there, Mrs. Johnson said. Amy get over here right now, you are Odette right?! Yes, Amy said Well, get over here, we have been waiting for you forever, Mrs. Johnson said. Yes, Mrs. Johnson, Amy said. What about you Michelle are you coming?! Mrs. Johnson said No, my stomach hurts, Michelle said. Fine, well come in when you feel better, Mrs. Johnson said. Hey Amy, how are you? Michael said. Fine, I hate running lat though. So, you want to go out tonight, Michael said. Sure, if I survive this practice, Amy said with a tiny laugh. Ok, girls, poses. Amy and Michael we will start with your pas de deux, and Amy you have to remember that pirouette at the beginning, Mrs. Johnson said. Yes, Mrs. Johnson, Amy said. Are you even warmed-up, Michael whispered to her with a look of concern. No, not really, I just walked 5 minutes in the rain and I didn't get a wink of sleep last night because I had dance and then I had to write a 6 page essay paper that was due today, she said. Well, I will try to cut you some slack then, he said with a smile and laugh. Michael, you missed your enterance, Mrs. Johnson said with frustration. Sorry, Mrs.Johnson I wasn't ready, he said. Save it, I know exactly what you two were doing, talking which is not allowed in my rehearsal!! Now, be quiet. Yes, Mrs. Johnson, they both said together. |
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| At the Fiction Corner you can kick back and relax while you read this fiction ballet story(this story is not real) that I have made up called At the Studio!! I think you will really enjoy it!!! I add to the story every month so come back and find out what happens next!!! |
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