“Really? Are they?”
“Yeah. You’re gonna hurt yourself if you don’t get new ones.” Cairyl pointed out as she put on her tiny tiara.
“You look so pretty in this outfit. It’s like the part was made for you.”
“No. My mom just wants me to do this. I hate ballet.”
“Why? You’re the best one in our whole class!” Anah exclaimed.
“I don’t want this part. Okay switch. But anyways, to get back to my point, this is not what I want to do.”
“Seriously? Any girl would kill for talent like yours. And you say you don’t want it?”
“Hey, I never said I did. As for talent, they can have it. I’m not interested. Never have been, never will be.”
“How can you say that? Ballet is pretty much all you’ve got going for you. You can’t just give it up!”
“Well gee thanks Anah. You make me all warm and fuzzy inside. Really.” she said as she yanked on her friend’s dark brown hair.
“OW! What was that for?”
“For saying that I’m dumb so I should just dance. That’s what for.”
“Okay, okay! I’m sorry!”
“Haha. I’m just kidding!”