Camille was in the backstage. She had won in the audition for the role of Clara in the Nutcracker. She was anxious though. Louis , her ballet teacher, had put so much pressure on her that she now had stage fright. When she saw you, her antagonist for the role she put her confident face back on and said , deceiving you.

What are you doing here? This is my night. Everyone in the opera will be admiring me! She said.