Ballet School

-This is your first time in New York..Recently, Your parents signed you up for a Ballet school since you don't have a teacher at your current home, so your family moved to the great, open, New York..once you walk into the Ballet school, It's like a palace..They're are grand stairs, going up to a indoor balcony, that leads to a hall..You go into one of the classrooms for class, and you see the teacher Aimé: "Ah, our new student" -He says in his French accent- -All the other ballet students whisper, except one- Carly: "Hi! I'm Carly..it's nice to meet you!.." -She smiles-