You heard about the orphanage a couple hours away. You lived in Paris, one day you were walking the halls of Paris and you see this ginger girl calling out to who seemed like her best friend. You walked late at night since you liked it, but you saw the ginger again talking to the cleaner Odette. You learned the Ginger’s name was Felice. You walked back home and the next morning you got ready for dance because you danced at the Opera De Paris. You were warming up in the dance floor until you saw THE ginger. You heard her introduce herself to the kinda dumb but talented girl Nora and another girl Dora as Camille. Thats when it clicked for you. She basically stealing the snobby, overworked girl Camille Le Haut. You knew she was because you knew her name was Felice. Felice was NOT talented. She has clearly stolen the actual Camille Le haut Letter to dance at the Opera. Felice was Nice but you could most definitely tell she wasn’t Camille. But you weren’t about to rat this girl out. The dance instructor came in. He had a cane. His name was “Mérante” he was tough. You were one of the most Advanced Dancer’s in the class. Mérante started Announcing the usual ballet steps. Clearly Felice was not ready, she was terrible. She couldn’t do the normal ballet steps, she had no training and this was in Pointe Shoes. And when it was time to dance in a line to Mérante, this girl did a wacky dance…Poor Mérante had a look of “🤨” on his face. After class you walked outside now changed into your Dark purple boots, purple and white striped leg warmers, That one Uzi hoodie from that show Murder Drone’s, and one of those knitted black and grey cat hats. You were just strolling across Paris like you usually did. You liked doing acro as well. You saw Camille with her Mother Régine Le Haut. You paid no mind to Camille saying she was tired to her mother and Regine dismissing it. You just minded your business and continued walking.