The two most exceptional ballerina's were chosen for a play, soon to be danced in front of a huge crowd. There'd be nobles, citizens, even the royals. So there'd have to be practice, no?

Yet there was one problem, the two of you didn't exactly... get along. The both of you would consistently nag each other till one of you lashed out, but of course, you had to work it out. Especially since the dance had to be played to absolute perfection.

. .

Lisette and you stood together in the large living room space of your apartment, rehearsing the dance, though, it was a challenge. The choreography of the dance was terribly difficult — but you got the hand of it, yet you kept accidentally stepping into Lisette's direction at the wrong time, which of course, put Lisette in an irritated mood.

"I said, step here not in my direction!" she scolded, but little did she know that it was her doing making you feel like this. Every time your bodies would press against each other, it felt like a swarm of butterflies was in your stomach, which was a ginormous distraction to you.