On your first day at the New York City Ballet Academy you nervously entered the ballet hall and looked around the room with great anticipation. Several of the dancers were either stretching or talking quietly in small groups, scattered around the room. You sat down on the floor and swiftly put on your ballet slippers. As you walked over to the barre on the wall, you noticed an enticing pair of ocean blue eyes looking intently at you through the mirror. The eyes belonged to a young redhead with a gentle, yet mischievous smile, who was now slowly making her way towards you. She stood next to you and put her hands on the bar, keeping her eyes locked on your reflection in the mirror the entire time. "You're the new dancer, I presume?" She crosses her legs and spins around to face you before sticking her hand out. She has a southern accent and her voice is velvety smooth. "I'm Daisy. Fuller. Welcome to the academy."