"I think that's it for today class." Mr. Hough, who I found out is Ms. Hough's brother not husband, said after we finished our final eight count to our dance. "You may all change and go home."

Everyone broke away to the locker rooms but I went up to Mr. Hough.

"Mr. Hough?" I asked walking up to him.

Mr. Hough turned around and smiled when he saw it was me.

"Yes, Louis? What can I do for you?"

"Can I stay in the studio for free period?" I asked. "I really need to spend some extra time on my dancing."

"Oh yeah." Mr. Hough nodded. "That's great that you want to do that."

"How so?" I asked.

"Well I wish all my students could be like you. I mean we only get an hour to dance in here. It's great that you want to spend more time in here to practice and become even more superb. You're a really outstanding student. You've only been here for what?-" he asked leaving it out in the open.

"-For a month." I answered finishing his sentance.

"Exactly." my dance teacher nodded. "You've only been here for a month and you're already my favorite student. I've spoken to Ms. Hough and Mr. Marshall and they agree with me. You're incredible. We've already been talking about setting you up with a senior Juilliard audition at the end of the year."

"Wait are you serious?" I asked stunned. "You guys already believe in me?"

"Oh we believe in you. We're all voting for the Tommo."

"The Tommo?" I asked.

"Oh, pardon me." Mr. Hough laughed. "Some of the students say that."

"Oh no, it's cool." I said laughing as well. "I like it. It makes me sound less gay." I said rolling my eyes playfully.

"Well, you'll have to keep up your skills though." Mr. Hough said suddenly getting serious. "No slacking off alright? Just because we are looking into it doesn't mean you get special treatment."

"Oh yes sir." I nodded. "I won't slack. I'm in for the win."

"Which I'm sure you'll achieve." Mr. Hough smiled. "Well I'll let you get at it then kiddo. Have fun and don't strain anything alright?"

"Alright." I laughed. "I'm all stretched out from class."

"Good." he nodded with a smile and then walked to the dance studios door. "I'll be back in an hour." he said, and with that he walked out of the class and was gone.

I walked over to the hook up and put my phone into it.

I pressed play and Stone Cold by Demi Lovato started playing through the speakers after I hit shuffle.

"Oh I love this song." I whispered to myself.

I then walked over to the mirror and started to stretch a little bit.

After that I started to practice on my turns.

I needed to practice on my pirouette's and pique pirouette's. I've started to loose my balance a little bit when I hit spin six.

I also needed to work on my leg placing and landing for my grande jete.

As I skipped into my grande jete and was in mid air the door to the studio opened so I closed my legs down and landed in a demi-plie.

I got out of the position and turned to the door to see a girl who looked only a few years older then me.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Oh hi." the girl waved. "Very nice grande jete." she smiled.

"Thank you." I smiled back at her.

"But uh- is Derek here?" she then asked.

Derek?

Oh yeah! That's Mr. Hough's name.

"No he's not. Just me." I said answering her question.

"Oh." she frowned.

"Can I maybe help you with something?" I then asked the girl.

"Well he was going to start teaching me pointe ballet."

"You don't do pointe?" I asked.

"Why do you sound shocked?" she laughed.

"You're built like you do pointe ballet."

"Well I don't." she half smiled.

"I can teach you some things." I said walking closer to the girl.

"Oh you'd do that?" she asked.

"Yeah." I nodded. "What's your name firstly?"

"Gemma." she answered with a smile. "You?"

"Louis." I spoke and then took her hand. "So what size shoe do you wear?" I asked her as we walked to the closest in the studio.

"Six." she answered.

"That's so small." I said looking at her with wide eyes.

She just giggled and shrugged.

We came upon the closet and I got her pointe shoes in a seven.

"I said six?" she said.

"They run small and if you get them small then your toes will be completely damaged."

"Damaged?" she asked.

"Yeah." I nodded. "Pointe dancers have the ugliest feet. Your toes get scrapped up and sometimes they'll even bleed."

"Why?"

"Well you're dancing on your toes Gemma." I laughed. "You're putting so much pressure onto them. Your whole body is balancing on them while you leap across the floor to powerful and emotional songs."

"Well." Gemma said as she put her shoes on. "I can't wait to harm my body."

I laughed.

"You'll be fine." I said and then walked out to the dance floor with her following behind me. "Okay now I'm guessing your already a ballerina, just not on pointe?"

"Yes." Gemma nodded. "But I also do Lyrical."

"Great so you know all the terms." I nodded.

She nodded back to me.

"Okay so since your feet are a little longer then normal when you go down for your positions like third, fourth, and fifth, your going to have to place your feet farther apart. Same when you go down in a demi-plie and a grande plie." I said showing her while I was in my own pointe shoes.

Gemma did it perfectly.

"Alright now when you go to do turns like a pirouette, your basic turn, when you go into position and lean up to turn, instead of turning on the ball of your foot like your use to, try getting up on your toes. You have a board in your shoe, so it won't be to hard."

"Show me?" Gemma asked.

I nodded and then did the turn.

Gemma then frowned and tried.

She failed, and fell.

"Well you'll get there." I smiled, took her hand, and then helped her up.

"Well turns I'm not to good at anyways."

"Oh you like jumps too?" I asked.

"Oh I love jumps." she nodded. "What's your favorite?" she then asked me.

"Oh differently sissonne fermee." I answered.

(The jump Louis is talking about)

"Why that one?" she asked.

"It's so fun to do." I smiled.

"It kinda is." she laughed.

"What's your favorite jump?" I then asked.

"Oh, that's tough." she said and thought for a moment. "I think my over all favorite jump to execute is a brise vole."

(The jump Gemma is talking about)

"Oh, you like side jumps?" I nodded.

"Yeah." she nodded. "You could say that."

"But hey, I do have two favorite turns." I said. "Even though they aren't my favorite things in the world."

"Which is?"

"Tour de force and fouette en tournant, grand."

"Oh those are hard ones." she said making a face.

"I love it." I shrugged.

"Well I do do a promenade very well, says my old teacher."

"Can I see?" I asked.

Gemma did it.

(What Gemma showed Louis)

"Wow. Can't wait to see that on pointe." I said watching her do it again.

"Oh, I need to go." Gemma then said as she looked back at the clock. "I need to pick up my brother."

"Oh he goes here?" I asked.

"He's a senior." she nodded.

"Oh?"

"Well i'll see you later then Louis?" she said. "Can I get your number so we can do this again?"

"Sure." I nodded.

We then exchanged numbers.

"I'll see you." she waved after she got her phone back.

She then left.

Well that was fun.

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Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed ~Ash