State dinner

Walking through the door of her dressing room as though she was sneaking out, she had a black, flay, lace, short sleeve gown which stopped immediately below her knee, and a black pair of heels on.

Her hair was left to cascade down her shoulders and back while some were left to fall over her face.

She rested on the wall after walking out as though she was sneaking before placing her hands on her lips in thoughts.

'What is a state dinner anyway? Don't people like prince of England go there? Will there be dancing? Dancing?' She gasped.

'I can't dance. Oh, no' she clapped her hands and placed them over her mouth as she began panicking.

'Will there be the waltz?' she walked out to the sitting room while holding her gown and began dancing.

She turned, stretched her legs forward as she began humming while turning and moving forward, with her hands suspended in the air, and the sound of her shoes tapping on the floor echoed as she kept humming.

She then stopped and crouch down a little as she