Your ballet teacher smokes a pipe, waking past everyone. “Make sure your resting faces are correct!” She says walking past, “Elizabeth! Your out! You girls can’t do anything right!” She says to one of your acquaintances, the girl runs out crying, she stops looking at you. Examining you. The pressure was real! You try to contain your expression. “You! You may be the black swan, let’s see if some of the other girls will follow your example! Get ready to preform it now!!”