Marisol is from Chicago and she takes classes in ballet and ballet folklórico. She once took a jazz class, too, and she has interest in all different types.
Marisol's book is slice of life like Lindsey's, but she also faces a large problem, like Kailey. Her parents are moving them from a small apartment in the city to a house in the suburbs and aside from the usual worries about moving and leaving things behind, she worries because there's no dance studio out there.
I find this really annoying because never once do her parents, who seem pretty cool otherwise, acknowledge that Marisol's dancing is something she's Jessi Ramsey-level serious about. Instead it's up to Marisol herself to figure out a solution, which just happens to drop into her lap. Her upstairs neighbor happens to have a daughter who was a dancer and a teacher. So by the end, Marisol has convinced her to move to the same suburb and open a dance studio. Her school teacher, who also happens to be one of the dancer's former students, lives there, so the two will be rooming together.
There's a brief incident with the cat going missing for a day, but Marisol's got her problems all wrapped up neatly.
She's a likeable character and the book isn't overly DANCE DANCE DANCE. It's much more regular life with a bit of dance terminology here and there. But I don't like how her parents treated her dancing and I don't like that things fell into place so simply. I mean, a happy ending is great and all, but this feels borderline fairytale or Hallmark movie ending.
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