A dance school. Oh how Kayla longed to attend a real dance school. To take real classes, to stand at a real barre. "Oh I would be so grateful to attend a dance school. Thank you so much, I will make you proud, I promise." Kayla was feeling so fortunate, she would be able to attend classes, and if that wasn't enough, she was being provided her own cell phone, something she never had. Kayla was feeling so blessed, happy that she was part of this new family. Plus the mention of more gifts to come. Not that Kayla was greedy by any means, but no one ever gave her gifts. She usually had to provide for herself. It was nice for someone to finally take care of her.