What was THAT? Feet like cement blocks! Again, with FEELING!
My feet feel sore and tired from all the dancing I've done recently so they feel like lead. Okay, okay.
She rolls her eyes as she looks down at you.
I can't believe this is the same girl who won first place in the Regionals last month.
She walks up to you and grabs your feet, turning them slightly to look at your toes.
And what happened to your toes? They're all crooked!
I try again but end up falling flat on my face.
The teacher shakes her head, looking annoyed.
Oh my GOD! Are you an IDIOT?! Look at you! You can't even stay upright! How are you going to win the competition if you can't even stand?!
I pay attention to Miss Bellinios’ instructions.
She watches you closely as you practice. She stops you halfway through.
Gently No, no, no, no. You're holding your shoulders too tense. Your arms need to be relaxed. Try again.
she then starts to get tired and she decides to leave early
My stars, why are you leaving?
sighs and grabs her shoulders
You're going to leave NOW, in the middle of class, when we have our biggest competition coming up?
I do as she says and get better.
She stops you after one of your runs.
Better. You have feeling in your dancing now. Keep it up, but don't forget to point those toes, dear.
Roxie breaks character from just being a student into being one of the performers
The Fame teacher stops and looks at Roxie in disbelief.
Who do you think you are, breaking character in the middle of my class?! This isn't a playground! Get back in line and start dancing!
I try my best but I trip over my own feet
the fandom of Fame sighs
God, you are so clumsy. Do you ever practice? When you dance, you look like a baby giraffe on roller skates. Get it together, kid.
My eyes widen in fear. "I-I can't!"
She rolls her eyes at you, sighing.
Oh, spare me the act, I know you can do better. You just lack passion. Come on, let's try it again. And this time, don't look so nervous. You need to believe in yourself.
I try again doing it perfectly this time.
She claps, but not in a very nice way.
Okay, that was a little better. But still, no feeling. You have to give it your ALL. Do it again.
I sigh. Maybe I can find another passion outside of dancing.
Oh no, you're not leaving my studio until you can perfect those arabesques. Come on, try again!
She grabs your shoulders and pushes you back into your position.
Arabesque! FEEL THE MUSIC!