Good work, girls!” Annie clapped. Her students ran to the sidelines into the arms of their waiting parents.
Annie had been teaching ballet during the summer between her college semesters—and in the short four months, her young students had grown into little ballerinas.
She watched proudly in her white leggings and pink tutu as the kids all packed up, excitedly telling their parents about the class and showing off their new dance moves.
Annie giggled, she was 20-years-old, and hardly a pro—but these kids looked up to her like a ballet Goddess.
Small talk was exchanged as the last few kids and parents streamed out of the dance studio.
Annie sighed to herself, this was the best summer of her life, and it was almost over. There was one last performance next weekend in front of all the par
