Different it was.
Inexperienced. Brand New. Lacking in talent. Awkward and new. Shy it was. But friends were here.
A struggle it was.
Stiff. Not flexible. Yet excited to return. Difficult the new technique. Basic was the lessons. More was to come.
New to performance.
Combinations. Remembering movement. Precise placement a necessity. These got easier over septennial. Acting was a new. Words a phrases, costumes galore.
Couple instructors harsh.
Evil. Ruthless berating. Insensitive to it's experience. Cruel in all explanations, belittling those questions. Awful she was, hated by all student.
Exhausting these hours.
Tri-hour. Dislike competition. Staring eyes. Judging were these new ones. Tiring these new combinations. Soley to be judged.
No longer fun this was, yet companionship prospered. So all will continue, against its will.
