Wednesday 10th December 08 Who: Amelia and Misha What: The dance teacher finds a very different girl to the one he's been talking to online. Where: The dance studio When: Thursday morning.
It started at about eight in the evening, when Amelia found herself sitting at a desk with books on the supernatural and not a clue how she got there. Of course she came to the only logical conclusion there was. She was tired, she must be blacking out. All she needed was sleep and maybe she'd be better in the morning. She had no time to be ill. Well, a couple of hours of sleep and she still had no idea where she was, but she did seem to have her ballet stuff, which made her feel a little better. So, grabbing her stuff, almost like a security blanket, she ventured out to find out where she was.
Within half an hour she had run across the dance studio, and having found no good reason for anything else going on, for the madness, she got changed and went in. The studio had always been Amelia's safe space, where she went when there was too much going on in her head. There she could just concentrate on the dance instead of the chaos. God knew she needed that right now.
After a thorough warm up at the barre, she flicked through the music by the stereo, before choosing the music for a variation she had been working on fairly recently in classes and outside of them. The music for the Black Swan variation started and a transformation took place. The sixteen year old girl danced with a maturity beyond her years combined with technique drummed into her over her years in Ireland and then at the School of American Ballet. She was lost in the dance, not aware of an audience.