Chapter 1

Alyssa was having a particularly good day…her students in the age range of 4 – 6 year olds…Alyssa had worked for the American Ballet Company (ABC) for the last 2 years…having been a student…she chose teaching, when she had no other options…a decision she never regretted for a second in her last 2 years.

It was a nice Friday evening…I was locking up my office in the ABC building, when my sister Samantha walked up and said, "Aly, a couple of the instructors and myself are going to grab a drink at a club down the street…wanna join us?" I smiled and said, "Sure, why not…I don't have anything to do anyways, except go home and play with Tattoo…and he's no fun lately." I walked down to the common lobby on the first floor with Sami and AnneMarie and Veronica were waiting for us.

I said, "So which club is it this time?" Veronica smiled and said, "Sizzle –N Sassy." I said, "Again?" We walked out to AnneMarie's huge blue Ford Explorer…We got in and held on for dear life…AnneMarie always could be mistaken for a New York cab driver, only because her driving style fit right in the everyone else's.

My name is Alyssa Martini…I'm 23 years old. I am 5'10" and 125 lbs…I have Long Brunette hair down to my bottom with Blonde streaks in it and big dark blue eyes…I used to be a dancer, I started out as a student when I was 12, and worked my way up and over the top as a dancer…I used to be the lead in nearly every ballet, then when I was a year into my job…when I was driving to my parents house late one night and a drunk driver plowed into the side of my at the time small car…

Shattering my pelvis and any chance to ever dance again…I went 14 hours of reconstructive surgery, a year and a half of physical therapy…and when I finally came out on top…I could walked perfect and dance perfect…but the only thing was…I was unable to be lifted into the air by my hips…both of my hips had been replaced…and when someone would lift me…I looked crocked or so they told me…

When it was obvious to the company that I couldn't be the dancer I once was…they board had a meeting and decided with my talent…they couldn't see just pushing me away to start my life over somewhere else…Their instructor for the 4 – 6 year olds was retiring to get married and start a life of her own…so naturally when they propositioned me with the job…I jumped on it…And I've been teaching now for the last 2 years…

We pulled up to the club and jumped out thankful we made it to the club without anyone dying from AnneMarie's Psychotic driving habits. We actually counted…she cussed out 5 taxi drivers, 15 pedestrians, 4 kids and 1 old lady who in turn told her to fuck off and proceeded to give AnneMarie the finger…People really need to look at that term Sweet little old lady again.