It was only the day before her class that Nina began to worry about it. Dreams of sparkling costumes, thunderous applause and her glittering dancing career were replaced with countless nightmares. What if everyone had friends in the class and she was left with no-one to talk to?

What if she couldn't pick up the new steps as quickly as everyone else? What if she got her feet in a muddle and fell over in front of everyone? What if the teacher was scary and shouted at her for doing something wrong?

On Saturday morning, Nina's mum found her crying in her bedroom.

'What's up, Nina?' asked her mum.

'I've changed my mind,' Nina managed to blurt out inbetween sobs, 'I don't want to go to my dance class anymore.'