Anne pushes open the door marked Studio B, and walks in with us. Immediately I take notice of the 6 girls and a boy sitting on the floor stretching. As soon as we walk into the room, all eyes are on us. This cannot be happening. I don't even wanna be here! Now the attention's all on me and Chloe, and I hate it when everybody's just staring at me. Why did mom ever sign me up for this stupid Irish Dance, especially when the class is a full hour and half? That's longer than most of my soccer practices! I just need to get outta this place, and quickly!