Dancing is a passion.

[Cara Donovan]

The word silly made Cara laugh. It was just a weird word to say. Silly. Who can say that without even a little hint of a smile? No one. It was just one of those words that make you smile. Along with words such as fork, poodle, Fiji, gumdrops, etc. But, Cara wasn't much of a 'silly' person. She was ditzy and bubbly, but silly? No. Not most of the time. She never really liked to look 'silly' either. She thought that she always needed to look her best, and looking like a goof with her clothes was just not an option. That was one of her biggest rules with herself. "Helped someone?" Cara asked. She didn't understand this one. Help someone what? Help someone make fun of her for looking like a 'silly' person? Help someone laugh at her when it wasn't needed? Oh well. There are a lot of things that Cara just does not always get. That was one thing she just couldn't help. She wasn't very quick witted, and didn't try to be. "Putting emotion into a dance is key," This was true, "It makes the judges see who you really are." One of her old dance teachers had told her this. It was always in her mind. She tried to put her whole soul into a dance, so that they could see that. And they did! Well, almost all the time they did. It was just a magical feeling.

"No problem, I meant it too." Cara flexed out her foot. She didn't want it to get all cramped up. That was the worst feeling...for a dancer, anyways. "Hey, " She said, and walked over to Kristina, "I'm a dance teacher. It's in my blood to want to help people." She didn't always just want to be a dance teacher, though. She wanted to be a famous dancer in New York...and maybe be a teacher on the weekends or something. She didn't know about that, but she knew that she did want to be in New York dancing. Plus, she knew her best friend, Vanessa, would be in New York acting...so why not stay close? "Look," Cara said when Kristina said something about them competition against each other, "I really like sharing what I know. It's not like I personally own any of these, " She giggled a little, "So you could really learn them from anyone." There was the truth. "I learned what I'm about to show you from Julianne Hough." Cara beamed with the memory of meeting the famous dancer. "She was so, so sweet." Julianne Hough had come to Cara's dance school one day to take over her lesson. It was a-m-a-z-i-n-g. She was so good with the way she taught. "I didn't think you were being rude."

She flexed out her other foot. Also, she didn't put on any music. It was easier to show without music blasting in the back ground. Plus, any dancer should know how to count the beats in their head. Cara did this really different fan kick with a twist and ended in a cool fifth. "That's the Swirl Kick." It was one of Cara's favorite moves to do. It was so much fun. Then, she did a back wards pique turn, with her hands pushed out. This allowed her to do a quad, and end in a sweet first. "That'd the Push out." Again, another one of her favorites. "You try. They're really kind of hard the first few times you do them, but then I promise they get much easier."

[Kristina Sylvia]

Kristina didn't get why Cara didn't get the helping part of the silly comment. She didn't really know how to explain it either. She guessed it was just one of those things that made her even more unique. "No that's not what I meant." She paused. She had to think on how to word it so Cara would understand. To be honest she never really thought about why she liked to make people laugh. It was just something she was born with. "I guess I kind of think of all those people that are having a bad day and just need to smile." She shrugged. That is not what she wanted to say. "I guess I kind of took the saying laughing is the best medicine to heart." She sighed. "I don't know how to word it really. I guess I just like to be a clown sometimes." She shrugged and looked at the floor.

Kristina smiled brightly. It wasn't every day you get offered sincere lessons by a dancer you admire. She definitely picked the right time to practice. "Well the whole competition thing seems to really affect us Sophomore dancers. None of us seem to get along. I don't know why." Kristina shrugged and rolled her eyes. "I am assuming it is the fact we are competitors." She smiled when she heard Cara was a teacher. That was so predictable. Why wouldn't she be a teacher? She is an awesome dancer and such a nice person she probably couldn't help but spread her talents. Kristina sort of shook her head lightly. "I can see you as a dance teacher." She smiled again. "It just fits your personality. Always so nice and helpful." Kristina meant it as a good thing. Sometimes she found out people take that as an insult and not as the compliment it was meant to be.

Kristina watched Cara and tried to keep up. She didn't really succeed. "Um, could you do that again just a little bit slower." She said as she tried to mock the movements. She failed miserably. "Could you maybe also say what exactly you are doing as you do it?" She said it with a shameful frown on her face. She always felt so slow when it came to learning new moves. Once she got them down they just flowed, but until then it was horrible. She blushed lightly as she realized that Cara will more then likely get frustrated with her. Most people did. She knew Cara was patient, but could she be patient enough for Kristina to learn the moves. She promised herself that if she got the smallest idea of how to do the move she would be practicing it all over the girls' dormitory. She was not going to look stupid in front of Cara. Not more then she had to at least.

[Cara Donovan]

"Sorry," Cara said, and gave Kristina a small smile, "I guess sometimes I'm just really slow." This was true...Cara is rather a ditzy, slow girl. When Kristina said that laughing was the best medicine for the heart, Miss Cara nodded. She totally agreed with her. Whenever she was in a bad mood, she always tried to make Vanessa or Alexis make her laugh. Alexis is one of the funniest people that she knows. She is always cracking a joke, or teasing someone that just makes Cara burst out laughing. Plus, she is just so witty. It's hard to not smile. Of course, not everyone can understand Alexis' humor. That was something that takes a while to understand. It really did take Cara ten years to get her sister's sense of humor. Plus, Vanessa is another person that can make her laugh out loud. It's more or less Vanessa's personality. It's always just so sweet, that it makes her smile.

"Your grade has always had that sort of rivals. It's really too bad," She smiled, "I mean...I get along with Taylor pretty well." She smiled again, but a little less, "I mean, I know we compete against each other but somehow we're still friends." This was sort of true. They were not best buds, but still average friends. "Aww! Thank you so much!" Cara said to Kristina's comment about her being a dance teacher, "I love it so, so, so much! You should totally apply for a teaching job over the Summer." She thought back to her boss, Lisa and the other four teachers- Hannah, Julie, Jenny, and Megan. She missed them. They were all about three or four years older than her- but they were still all good friends. Plus, she liked the idea that she was just as good as them when she really was four years younger. "I'm sure that you'd do a great job with that. They're always looking for talented interns to help with classes. I started to do that when I was only twelve. But," She smiled, "It was for my aunt. She's a dance teacher in North Carolina. Well," she sighed sadly, "She was. She moved to Ohio a while back." She shook her head. She couldn't be thinking about that right now. She had much more important things to do.

"Of course!" She said sweetly, and did the Swirl Kick again. Only, this time much slower. "I promise that after doing it just a few more times, you'll be getting it like you were born to do it!" She giggled, and then did another Push Out. This one was a tiny bit hard to do slow. But, she was still able to. "I really do like helping people. This Summer I had to help this little five year old girl, Madison, do a flap. She just could not get it for the life of her. It was the cutest thing..." She laughed at the memory of the small little Blondie girl trying to do a flap. The last day of camp, she had got it, and danced around the whole day showing people how to do a flap. "If I can do that, I can do anything."

[Kristina Sylvia]

Kristina smiled as Cara talked on. She didn't think that Cara was slow, but she did seem to need a bit of explaining. Kristina shrugged mentally assuming it is the blond in her. Kristina never really believed that hair color had anything to do with intellect, but it was good excuse, if nothing else. She had thought about going blond many times before. Deciding against it every time from fear of looking dumb. She didn't mean dumb like ditsy she meant dumb like it just looked all wrong on her. She didn't know any other way to word it. Ugly is another way she assumed, but she didn't use it because then she would be implying that she thought she was pretty. Which she didn't. OK she thought she was kind of pretty, but not like a traffic stopper. In the end she stuck with her original hair color.

She rolled her eyes. She sometimes wished she could have a relationship with her fellow dancers in her year, but it wasn't like it mattered to her. "I guess it is kind of sad. I don't really care though because they can be that way." She shrugged. She didn't know what she meant to say. She guessed she meant that they can be a little stuck up and she didn't care because they were the ones missing out on a great friend. Kristina didn't always have that attitude and often times if faltered. It was strong when it came to her fellow Sophomore dancers. "I guess I mean they can think whatever they want because I don't care." She said with a sigh. It was sigh of frustration with herself because she couldn't word things the way she wanted to. She only hoped that Cara understood what she was trying to say. It seemed unlikely but maybe just maybe Cara would get it.

Kristina watched the moves very carefully. She tried to put everything Cara did into her long term memory. It didn't work. She sort of did a Swirl Kick, but she was doing something wrong. She couldn't figure it out so she looked at Cara with a sheepish grin and a shrug. She tried to do Push Out, but it was not as easy as it looked. She got a bit mad at herself and let out a puff of air. She hated not getting things. She looked back up to Cara and blushed lightly. "That is a very sweet story." She said with sincerity. She loved those kind of happy ending stories. "I just hope that I get these moves before the last day of school." She smiled lightly. She was kind of joking. She really did hope that it wouldn't take all year to get them down, but another part of knew that she could get them. She hoped the weaker more positive side of her was right.

[Cara Donovan]

"That's a good attitude." Cara said sweetly, "Let them all think what they wanna think, because in the end it only matters what you think, right?" Cara the guru stated proudly. As she watched Kristina try the steps again, she smiled lightly. "I think that with a tiny bit of practice, you could be better than me doing these steps!" She giggled a little. She was always saying something, anything positive to someone. She felt bad when she didn't. It was just the way she was, really. Cara is just like her dad. He was always trying to find the good in people, too. He said that even the worst person in the world has some good in them. Whenever Cara asked, "How much good, Daddy?" He'd always answer, "As much as your pinky finger-nail!" Even though he said this every damn time, Cara still laughed at his stupid joke. It was just the right thing to do when you were only three years old. Plus, she didn't know that it was a joke back then. She was a pretty cute little girl, but not all that bight.

Right as Cara was about to show Kristina again, she heard her cell phone ring tone, "Love Song", blasting from her dance bag. "Excuse me." She said, and ran over to her phone. She saw that it was Alexis that was calling. "Hello?" Cara paused for a few minutes. "Oh, honestly, Alexis! That's so-" She paused again, "Ok ok ok...chill out. Take a deep breath and just sit down. I'll be right there." She was taking off her dance shoes now, as she talked on the phone, "...No I do not think that what you just said was very polite, Alexis Victoria!" She threw her shoes in her dance bag, and put on her flip-flops. "Oh my God, A..." Cara said, and gave Kristina a sad look, "I said I'd be right there. Bye." She hung up, and sighed. "I have to go. My sister is being a retard and being mean to people again." She opened the door, and put on her super cool pink sunglasses, "I'll see you later!" Without another word, she left...the door closing softly behind her.