Terror

Everything seems to be going as normal today. We practised for a long time and surprisingly I was getting good at it. Chloe was a big help and indeed I didn’t see myself as a doll when she used me to show the rest how to make the move.

I felt like I was doing well and I was almost getting proud that I was the centre of the choreographer's teacher's attention when I tripped and fell on my face, making the rest of the students who already hate me laugh at me.

Can this day ever go well for me?

"Are you okay?" Chloe asked me as she helped me up.

"I am fine." I made an awkward chuckle to show them that I didn’t lose a tooth, no one ever dared laugh at me while I was in the countryside, but it was different here, not when I was provoking others.

"Okay," Chloe said as she turned to the rest. "We will all take it from there." She made a clapping gesture and the others stood up.

I walked over to where Kate stood as we all fell in place to start the dance practice.

"We should teach them a lesso