You spin your head around, trying to see if there is anywhere you can hide until whoever is coming in leaves. Finding nothing, and thinking that jumping into a locker would be too much noise, you decide to try a gamble: hiding in plain sight. To anyone who comes in, you'll just be whoever owns this ballerina doll outfit. Taking a deep breath, you put your old clothes into the duffel bag and began to rummage around inside it, appearing to be busy. Hearing the sound of the metal door closing, you hear a feminine giggle as what sounds like two girls are coming your way. You begin to zip up the duffel, you'll just leave the room and then the building. You hope the owner of the bag won't mind.
As you're about to turn the corner at the end of the row, you hear a voice pipe up, "Sylvie, is that you?"
You know you should probably run, but to avoid suspicion, you turn towards the voice. A young girl with short, red hair is facing you and when you turn, her face turns from concern into elation. She runs toward you and gives you a hug.
"It is you! Where have you been? Minuet and I have been looking for you."
The other girl, presumably Minuet, walks over towards you two and nervously plays with strands of her black hair as she says, "Why weren't you at practice? We figured you be down here."
Luckily, it looks like your disguise works, as the girls mistake you for this Sylvie. But now what do you do? You have no clue what they're talking about and you're still stuck in this costume. Maybe they can help you take off the costume and you can sort things out.
You start to pantomime towards the back of your head, when your interrupted by the red-haired girl squeal. "Oh! I just realized that you're already wearing your suit. But... you're wearing last performance's outfit. You do know we're wearing pink this time, right?"
You look down at your baby-blue body, stretching the leotard out slightly. Maybe you can just play along with these girls and then run later. You give them a shrugging motion.
"Well, you can change with us then. But can you please take that off? You not being able to speak is kind of annoying."
Well, if they want to let you out, who are you to stop them? You begin pointing at the back of your head. The girl turns her eyes towards your neck and they quickly widen. "Where did your zipper go? Are you stuck in there?"
You nod frantically and make a pleading gesture. To your surprise, the girl begins laughing and Minuet joins in with a small chuckle as well. Through her laughter, the red-haired girl manages to get out.
"I'm sorry, Sylvie. But that's just so you! Of course you'd be the one to get stuck in your skinsuit!" She calms herself down before offering a hand. "Come on, you can at least change outfits with us while we get our suits on. We can get you out after the performance. So don't fret, ok?"
Reluctantly, you take her hand and have her lead you into a backroom with stalls and showers. In one of the stalls, there was a cart with a set of pink dancing outfits. The red-haired girl began taking her clothes off before looking at you expectantly. You realize that you had been standing still and looking at her. "Sylvie, you're kind of creeping me out. You know you have to change too, right?"
Minuet looks over scoldingly at the red-haired girl. "Alessandra, can you behave yourself! I'm sure Sylvie is stressed out right now, so can you cut her some slack?"
Alessandra looks horrified as she quickly apologizes to you. "I'm sorry, Sylvie! I wasn't even thinking about what you must be feeling right now!"
You're not quite sure what to do, so you do nothing. You take off the blue ballerina outfit and began to put on a similar one, except this one is pink and has white tights to go along side it.
You're finishing tying the pink ballet shoes as the door to the room you're in opens up. Alessandra lets out another shriek as she covers up her body as a girl pokes her head in.
"Hey, have you two seen my stuff..." she trails off.
The person looking into the room seems to look exactly like how your suit looks like. It was the real Sylvie!