She doesn't belong to me

I couldn’t stop smiling as I watched Ivana dance with the new choreography teacher. Her every shout makes it so funny, but deep down I was happy, happy that she was spotted by that lady.

I shook my head, she was truly clueless, she lost her steps each time, Ava would always hold her up and the reactions on Ivana’s face was so cute. I can’t wait to tell her how badly she has done.

The practice ended and I watched her hold her waist and her step changed as she leaned to Kate before walking out, this must be tough.

Director Donald and the two female choreography teachers walked out of the hall, followed by the others. I quickly got up when I saw the girl who had set her foot for Ivana to trip and get up to leave.

I purposely set my foot and she tripped and fell and this time her forehead hit the hard surface. “Who was that?!” She shouted as she turned around holding her sore forehead, but she became silent when she saw me.

“Does it hurt?” I asked indifferently, I was not going to pretend