I stood in the corner watching the dancers in the room twirl, turn, and leap into the air all so gracefully. I observed every single one of them land on the ground yet look like they were floating on air at the same time. Gosh how I wanted to be one of them; to wear their hair bows and costumes, to practice with a professional... Wait scratch that. Any professional except...SMACK! I was awoken from my daydream by a cleaning rag thrown by the infamous Gigi. Speak of the devil..

"ARIANAAAAAAA!" Gigi hollered so that the whole building would hear her. She always had to be center of attention and she liked it that way. I rolled my eyes.

"Yes Gigi?" I answered back already annoyed. Gigi is the most agitating person I've ever had to deal with on a day to day basis in my life! Just looking at her overly botoxed face makes me want to hurl. But regardless she owns this studio and it's not like the orphanage gives me any money.

"Ariana you are at work! I don't pay you to stand around looking at my dancers! I pay you to work now go make yourself good for at least one thing and get a mop!" Gigi reprimanded. I could hear all the dancers in the back round snickering. I hated them all.

"Of course Gigi whatever you say!" I responded with the cheesiest fakest smile. Now don't get me wrong usually I would have countered with a witty comeback but I was in no mood and I needed the money.

Gigi smiled a nasty twisted smile. "That's what I like to hear. Who knows maybe I'm wearing off on you!" And with that she left.

I could have sworn I felt a baby barf in the back of my throat as those words came out her mouth. Nevertheless I proceed out the room and down the half lit hallway. Once at the janitor's closet I yanked out the broom accidentally spilling the bucket of cold dirty water on my only pair of shoes.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed in my head. I quickly cleaned up the mess of brown spilled water and took off my now soaking wet shoes. Might as well walk bare foot, not like it's any different then when I used to live on the street. I paused. Why would I just say that…? Maybe in a way Gigi is getting to me. I shook at that thought while placing the bucket under the water fountain faucet.

Before I knew it the class was over and the dancers were walking out giggles and loud chattering following them. The giggles carried on until they all came to a haunting stop in front of me. I looked up.

"Can I help you with something...?" I asked awkwardly, obviously intimidated. All the sparkly Tutu wearing girls looked around at each other and then at me. Each on had a smile on their face. Creepy.

"The girls and I were all wondering if you would like to join us while we go get something to eat!" The blue Tutu wearing girl a.k.a Gia Gigi's daughter asked sounding perky as usual.

I stopped in thought. As much as I didn't trust these girls and absolutely hated them I was actually kinda excited. I mean was I actually becoming normal? Was I actually gonna make real friends? I stood up from my hunched over position by the water fountain and leaned on my broom in hopes of looking cool.

"Um… Yeah sure I mean I would love t-" Gia cut me off before I could finish my sentence. "Because this restaurant doesn't have janitors and we're gonna need someone to clean up after us." The rest of the dancers laughed harder and louder then I ever heard them laugh before.

That was it I couldn't handle it anymore the tears wear streaming down my face uncontrollably now. Not because of them but because of my life, everything was horrible and I couldn't escape. I pushed Gia out of my way and ran toward the dance room. Before I could make my escape from the nasty girls I ran into Gigi.

"Awh oh honey" Gigi expressed with a pity full look on her face. I hated Gigi but I needed a hug and I didn't care who from. As I started to lift up my arms and go for one Gigi quickly backed up.

"You forgot to clean the dance mirrors so you're going to have to stay after for a while. Oh and DON'T forgot to lock up." And with that Gigi left again… They all did...

Humiliated and I stormed into the dance room and slammed the door behind me. Gigi's mouth chastising me wasn't an issue since they had already piled into the small taxi cab. I looked up and saw my reflection in the mirror. My eyes we're red and so puffy they looked swollen. Frustrated at myself I kicked the mirror. Why does everyone hate me?

With tears still rolling down my face I looked towards the wall. The stereo was just sitting there practically calling my name. Yeah, just one dance that's all I need.I power-walked to the stereo and turned on a Latin/Ballet mix.

As soon as the music started everything on the earth no longer mattered. It was just me and mirror Ariana. As I step-plied-step-step-jump-leaped so did she. For the first time in a long time I felt in control.

A few minutes later I wasn't exactly sure on how I ended up in the balcony but I did. I didn't mind though the cool air felt good as I danced my pain under the stars.

Well there you have it the first chapter of my new and first fanfiction. Remember i am a new author so... It will get better over time! Thank you for reading and reviewing.