The First Step.

Made into the finals for the first time. I am considered damn lucky. But you know, I ended up last place. --- I was halfway attending Mr Jay's Biology tuition class when I checked the time on my phone. Bam, there was miss calls from one of the many Ballet teachers from Dua Space, Ms Yip. I thought, 'Oh, she's looking for me. It's gotta do the concert that's coming up soon.' Since I freaking sprained my foot, I hadn't returned to DS to dance at all. It's has already been almost half a year, but I'm no where near to wearing my pointe shoes back. The last time I returned was to take my Grade 7 results, and got some advice from my Ballet teacher. When I tried calling her back, no one was answering. It was only later before Chemistry class I managed to got through and chatted with her. She wants me to go back. She wants me to take part in the concert. She wants to see me tomorrow night. There was no way I could dance classic...