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Feb 13, 2014 11:20AM

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She had free time so she wanted to practice, but she didn't have the room at her apartment. She just hoped she wouldn't get in trouble seeing as she wasn't a performer.
She tossed her bag off to the side and stared at herself in the mirror. Wearing a large blue crop top that fell off one shoulder and leaving it bear, a pair of black short shorts, and her favorite pair of black ballet slippers, she looked ready to go. She turned her the music on her phone on low and placed it by her bag before making her way to the center of the room.
'Relax Scarlette, you are just having some fun.' She told herself as she got into the music. Her hips rolled, her body swayed, her feet moved in time with the music. This is what she loved, what she was oh so passionate about. This was her identity.














She noticed that a mark has started to form but it was faint, it could of been a lot darker if she did not stop him. She sighed and shook her head, t least no one would notice it. "My fist choice is ballet, but I do know the samba, tango, and the waltz."








She felt super aware of the situation even though she pretended to be calm. His arms were touching bare skin because of her crop top and it was making her skin heat up. It was something small to most but she didn't have any experience with this kind of thing so it was kind of a big deal to her.










