I stepped onto the stage beside the other dancers. My classmates sat in the audience, waiting for the performance to begin. I put a smile on my face, but I could feel my stomach twisting. The music started, sending my heart racing. It was finally time to perform. With sweaty palms, I began to dance. My nerves slowly wore off as the performance went on. I realized that I wasn’t going to mess up, and that no one from the school was going to laugh at me. The four dances passed by quickly without any major errors and I was pretty proud of the performance that we put on. We quickly took a bow before rushing off stage for tennis practice.