Just little steps.
"And 5, 6, 7, 8." Sarah, the dance teacher called, watching the children move. She sighed heavily, "Sam, your hand." She looked, Connie looked at him frowning, "Sorry." He whispered, "Miss, he keeps ruining it." Connie moaned, "Well he's the only free partner Connie." Sarah looked, "But you want me to win, I want to win I'm never going to win with him!" The four year old argued, "Connie we don't have time for these temper tantrums." "I'm not dancing with him!" She yelled, "Connie outside." Sarah looked, she stormed off outside.