“Then you take your first step.”

She demonstrated the pace.

It was perfectly timed and incredibly graceful.

Megan slumped in a front-row chair.

She put on another thick layer of pink lip gloss, using her phone screen as a mirror.

“All this walking back and forth is killing my feet,” Megan said.

“Take your heels off for the rehearsal,” Vanessa said.

“Save your energy for tomorrow.”