Ivy
I tap my fingers on my lap aimlessly as a means to distract myself from the fact that professor Caden is just inches away from me behind the wheel.
Mom was able to squeeze me in especially through such short notice into the ballet classes that had already started commencing but I'm more than determined to catch up.
Dad used to take me to ballet class all the time when I was just a little girl but then I stopped going after they separated. I had too much mental breakdown to focus.
But this is my second chance.
I've dreamed of doing this again for just a long time and now this is going to be my reality.
“Turn left” I tell him and he takes a sharp turn as the car swerves softly.
I see him glance at me and the butterflies in my belly do a summersault.
“You seem excited”
A small sm
