I'd lie to myself that rubber ducks can fly
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Friday, September 4, 2009
Week 29, Prima rose dreams.
Acting cheerful and friendly everday was difficult for Ema Rose. Juliet was running for the same role as her, playing the prima ballerina in the concerto. The girl had always despised Ema for being 'oneof the weaker students' in ballet school, and was conceited with herself. What she doesn't know is that Ema had prepared herself well for today and would not lose out to the adversary. It was Juliet's turn. She skidded across the stage with gusto and confidence, and then placing her feet in the 5th postion. Her movements were strong yet lithe, potraying the dance steps in a nondescript sort of elegance. Juliet was in a state of bliss. She was going to win. However, a clumsy step had caused her to tumble infront of the panel. She was embarrased and appeared pathetic. Ema did not dare to laugh.