42nd Spring, 515AV
"The partner I've assigned you with today is another student of mine," Professor Zeaumont explained, with his usual flourish of hands and dramatic gestures, "he's another beginner, so don't look so fearful, Anouk!"
But the Konti couldn't help it. Every time she stepped into the performance arts centre, she was reminded yet again that she would be performing onstage in front of a crowd at the end of the season. It was absolutely terrifying. But nevertheless, she managed to throw her professor a wavering, nervous smile. "I can't help how I look." She muttered.
"Well, you'll be fine. I've been very impressed with how the two of you have been coming along as solo dancers, so it only makes sense to put you both together," The professor demonstrated this by interlinking his two hands, holding them up so Anouk could see.
But regardless of how enthusiastic and supportive Leon was, Anouk still felt sick to her stomach. It was one thing to dance with her professor - a trained educator, who was used to seeing students succeed and fail. But it would be quite another thing to perform with another student. What if he was far more talented than she was? Anouk didn't want to be the half of their partnership who was tripping and falling all over the stage.
All you can do is your best, Niva Pavarti's voice whispered in the back of her daughter's mind. But it wasn't as as reassuring as Anouk hoped it would be. The Konti paced to and fro across as the stage, nibbling her lip nervously as she waited for her dance partner to arrive.
But the Konti couldn't help it. Every time she stepped into the performance arts centre, she was reminded yet again that she would be performing onstage in front of a crowd at the end of the season. It was absolutely terrifying. But nevertheless, she managed to throw her professor a wavering, nervous smile. "I can't help how I look." She muttered.
"Well, you'll be fine. I've been very impressed with how the two of you have been coming along as solo dancers, so it only makes sense to put you both together," The professor demonstrated this by interlinking his two hands, holding them up so Anouk could see.
But regardless of how enthusiastic and supportive Leon was, Anouk still felt sick to her stomach. It was one thing to dance with her professor - a trained educator, who was used to seeing students succeed and fail. But it would be quite another thing to perform with another student. What if he was far more talented than she was? Anouk didn't want to be the half of their partnership who was tripping and falling all over the stage.
All you can do is your best, Niva Pavarti's voice whispered in the back of her daughter's mind. But it wasn't as as reassuring as Anouk hoped it would be. The Konti paced to and fro across as the stage, nibbling her lip nervously as she waited for her dance partner to arrive.