The ballet studio brings tears to my eyes as I walk inside. This place is what I have missed the most and just being here and smelling the scent that lingers in the air makes me feel like home. "I'm going to get changed, you wait right here" I tell him, and he sharply nods and I walk into the locker room. It's Saturday morning so not that many are here but there are some women in the locker room but I ignore them and open my locker where I have my spare outfit and spare pointe shoes that I always have here.

I never knew when I'm going to need it nor do I know if I will ever need it but I do keep it here just to be safe that if I do forget everything at home or like now that I came here from the hospital, I don't have to go home to get my things. I take a deep breath before I start to undress myself. The bruises that were on my feet after ballet are starting to fade, but they are still there, and I can still see them. Though it is strange not to see them on my skin or at least see so few of them.

I take a deep breath as I feel so better as now I'm dressed and as I look at myself in the mirror I do feel like I'm myself again. I close my eyes and allow myself to feel this feeling again. My feet are itching to get back to dancing and as I go on my toes I can tell that I'm a bit rusty now that I've been on bed rest for some time but soon I will be back to the person that I was and my dancing will be better.

Walking out of the locker room I meet up with Steel who just watches me. His eyes show me this desire yet beauty that they hold and I can't be sure what that means but I know that I don't want his eyes to stop looking at me. They bring the familiar blush to my face but that doesn't matter to me, I'm starting to like it. "Are you going to watch me dance?" I ask him quietly. Steel has never seen me dance but I want him to, I want him to see what I can do and I want him to see... me.

I need him to see me. Whether I will be good or bad. "Yes" He answers. He doesn't need to say anything else to make the pink in my cheeks darken and I walk the floor and turn on the music. My heart is pounding like crazy in my chest to have his eyes on me but hundreds of people have watches me and I've never felt like this. I don't know why I feel like this when he's watching me. Perhaps it is because I'm starting to catch these feelings for him.

Perhaps for another reason. When it comes to this I'm unfamiliar with it and I have no clue what is going on but I know that I want this to happen. Taking a deep breath I allow the music to ring around the room and then as the right tone starts to play I begin to move. Going ever so softly and slowly. My moves are sloppy and rushed but even when they are this still makes me feel like I'm back to where I belong and this, everything was worth the wait that I had to endure.

The world around me disappears as it is only I with the music around here. The worry about Steel doesn't seem to bother me anymore and as much as I hate admitting it, I do pretend that he's not here at all. I don't need him. I only need the music and I just need myself. The feelings that run inside my body are so great and I have been lost without this and lost without dancing. With my eyes closed I just do what I know and this is what I love. Everything doesn't matter and all the things that have gone wrong aren't there anymore.

Nothing bothers me anymore as the euphoria and happiness takes over my life and my soul. It's like I'm someone else when dancing and I want that. This is all that I am and all that I will forever be. The pain that I've gone through in my life becomes nothing and the things that I fear just seem to leave me alone as they can't taint me when I'm dancing. My feet are moving in the most amazing motion and the grace that I move in makes me feel like I'm living a fairy tale.

Still even as the music is playing there is a part of me that can't even hear it as I'm just lost in the dancing and just lost in myself. Allowing my heart, mind and body to forget all about the things that have been bothering me over the last couple of weeks, forgetting the things that don't even matter to me. And overall just finding the peace that lives inside me and allowing myself to be happy and wild and free. My feet leap across the floor and with each step that I take I feel myself being the person that I was.

I still got it and the steps that I take are a proof of that, I'm back and I'm here to stay. Dancing ballet has always made me brave in ways that I would normally not be and I can't explain it but I don't need to explain something amazing as this, as this is everything. Opening my eyes I let out a tired breath as my eyes catch his gray eyes and I find myself smiling to myself. His eyes are only one me and I enjoy them only on me.