Center stage

Ninette waltzed into the creative arts room, ready for another class to begin. She will admit she was slightly excited for this class. Or well, she wouldn't admit it outloud but she would to herself.

The opera... and the stage? All things she'd love to be able to face... at sometime.

But she couldn't, not in real life. She's wouldn't let anyone know that she cared, or that she.....

Dreams only survived to lose you things.