Shay was enjoying the music, tapping her foot along with the beat. She couldn't help it, but music made her want to dance. She refrained from actually doing it though. There was a place and time for everything. Before she knew it, the music was turned down. It was time for class to begin.

They would be learning about music today. Shay was happy about that. What would a dancer be without music? The professor had a question for the class. What did the artists have in common. Shay wasn't sure where the professor was going with this, but she did know one thing that was alike about all of the artists she had heard. She raised her hand and took a stab at answering the question. "I agree. All of them are American." That much Shay did know. Beyond that, she would have to think about it some more.