Short Stories

Tap

"It's my new favourite song, I thought we'd try tap to it!" My teacher said full of morning joy. The four students, including me, smiled; her happiness becoming contagious. She showed us the steps and the music became a part of me. The sounds our feet made blending perfectly and our movements in sync. A slightly sexy, yet fun dance was produced. I smiled as I watched everyone's feet tap away. My mind flowing to a beautiful place; created by the music. I moved my arms into place and my feet subconsciously moved as I went into fairy land. I closed my eyes as my feet turned, I became a sexy show stopping woman at that point. Each step became more perfect as we continuously went over it. I imagined black stockings held up by a red garter. A red, black and white dress complemented my imagined perfect body. My hair flowing down and me perfecting the dance on the stage in my mind. My foot slid on a slippery patch on the floor and I stumbled out my dreams and fell back to reality as my hair was held up in a tight bun, my body in a black leotard and the dance just as perfect as the imagination.