When Eve saw the empty ballet studio, she had lost control of her own consciousness.
Her legs moved on their own as they brought her inside. The place was clean and well-kept. Mirrors covered two interconnecting walls from the ceiling down to the floor. They reflected back her dazed state. Both were lined with railings in two different heights—one for children and another for adults.
A long horizontal window occupied the other wall to her right. The one where the door was located had boxed shelves and a cabinet. She walked towards the latter. Each student had a designated shelf for their belongings. Her hand touched the one within her reach.
It was the one she often used at the time. A small smile cracked on her lips. All of them were very possessive over their boxes—until Madame Isabelle scolded them for such behavior.
Disclaimer: This scene is not an accurate depiction of someone attempting ballet again after years of being stagnant. It's not realistic and I'm aware of it. It's not meant as a disrespect to the craft and the amount of hard work it requires. This scene is only meant to put everything in full circle in this moment instead of opting for a flashback about Eve's dancing.
And, to be honest, I don't know ballet terms and figured most readers also won't so I tried to describe as best as possible. But, if you want to picture the dance better, search "Barbie of Swan Lake - Dance Scene - Pas De Deux" on you-tube and it's basically the first mintue.
Side note; Madame Isabelle is so fun.
Have a good day!
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