"Once again Miranda! Dance with the slow rythm of the music and not step onto no ones feet accidently dear." Mother emphasized as I groaned in aggrivation only to dance with one of the girls in the ball room. I held my left hand on the hip of my dress a little up, my other hand was attached with my female partner that was the maid. We circle around as the band played the royal music that we know of in the family generation. I wasn't paying attention to my feet position as I accidently stepped on the maids foot as she let out a 'Yelp'.

"Stop! That is enough dancing for today." Mother said as everyone left the ballroom except for me and my mother who gave me a disappointing look.

"Oh dear..." She sighed.

"Mother, you know how hard I tried to-"

"Honey, I wouldn't want to even discuss with you right now at the moment. You've studied and practice which shows us a little success for having you prepared for only not being so...perfect." She said as I sadly look down at the floor knowing that mother only wants me to be perfect and not make any mistakes.

"Mother..."

"Go on, dear. I have some business I need to take care of." She said as I walked away to see her eyeing my with empathetic glances as I shut the door holding my head against my hand.

"Oh bother..." I groaned. I began to walk on the staircase up to my bedroom and collapsed tiredly and stressed out because of how perfect my mother wants me to be was no where I was getting at.

The stressed out feeling when your doing something that has to be done is no waste of time. For Miranda, it would seem as if things were more difficult for her mother to watch and take notes on. Find out next time on Tag You're It!