Come on! I deserved the main role in the ballet, and everybody knew it. All I did was claim what was supposed to be mine. Sure, maybe writing "whore" in the bathroom mirror was too much, but people come to watch beautiful ballerinas like me, not whatever they let on the stage. Yet, Counselor Peter thought my actions should have consequences, and if I didn't want to be expelled, my only other option was to join his brat-taming program ...
