i was there, at the front door of the one and only dance studio. the words on the sign repeated in my mind, XD2. i told my mom i was ready, but of course i wasn't. when i walked through the door i could barely breathe. when i sat down at the little red chair i felt relaxed untill a tall,skinny,lady with a really firm face came in and shouted TIME! FOR! CLASS! everyone cramed into the room , everybody knew each other, but i sat in the corner and kept my mouth shut. when our teacher named mrs. Kim came in she told us to get in a big circle and say what there name was. It turned out people were really nice there and i got to know every single one of them. Now that is just the people, i know boys say dancing is for sissy's, if i were you i would tell my friend or brother to hush up because they have no idea. I was sore for a week ,so if you love pain and stretching untill you feel like your going to die dancing is the sport for you. if you want to ask me a question be my guest. Thanks for reading my blogg,i hope you read the next one. Chow
