As Tabitha stepped into the empty ballroom, she felt silly. Why was she doing this? Practicing her ballet where anybody could walk in on her? She liked her roomate alot, but still she was a little bashful about dancing. Tabitha sighed and thought, Well I'm here now, what difference will it make? In the back of her mind though, she wanted someone to intrude, thinking she danced gracefully, and admiring one of her talents. She began. 1-2-3, 1-2-3 she thought practicing her periots and releves.