Veronica Le'Blanc, the best ballet dancer you'll ever meet. Her passion wakes her up every day and she lives for it. She gets into her dream university, The Royal Dance Academy and thrives there but gets caught up in deep waters and her only salvati...
This is AMAZINGG! I'm loving every single moment here, well except for the times Jacob and his best buddy, Daniel pass and stare at me like I killed their nonexistent cats. I don't think Janessa notices though , she feels like Jacob likes her and that's why keeps on looking our way. I mean it could be true too, but i just feel like he dislikes me. Maybe I'm hallucinating. It's been a week already and we are practicing for the ballet competition which is very crucial for our careers. We were doing a group performance of swan lake and I was assigned as the main character for it. I was quite excited as to how it would turn out.
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I really loved my role though I could see all the other girls eyes' bulging out in shock that I was selected as the swan and not them. They were a bit rude to me but I didn't entertain their taunts. At this point I was used to it. My highschool was a traumatic experience for me. I mean academics was never a problem, just the people. I don't get it, why some people have to unnecessarily be mean and put other people down. Everyone falls down though, some worse than others. And I was never the lucky one, Nessa always got the boys and I was just the sidekick. We actually started off as a group of f- My thoughts were interrupted as I entered the studio to soothing music.
The studios are so huge with bars and mirrors everywhere and we could practice whenever we wanted so here I am when the studio is empty and there is practically no one. It feels exhilarating practicing ballet when no one is watching. I started my splits stretch and started practicing my routine for about an hour. I didn't know where Nessa was, she might have reached our apartment. This felt like my safe place, where no one saw me and judged me on how I danced and what I should improve. I would add a couple of steps too and sometimes make my own routines.
Amidst a turn I heard something shuffle behind me and with the sudden noise, tripped and fell on the ground. Owww! That hurt. Alot. You already know who it was. Not like he ran and asked me if I was hurt or even said sorry. He simply said, " The derriere is supposed to be at a 90 degree angle, yours was 75 and less pointed" The NERVE! I fell here and this dude thinks it would be wise for me to improve my derriere.
Great, so he wasn't just a bad boy but a killjoy too. I was enraged, " Oh really? and how long were you watching me huh? cause as long as I remember my derriere was fifteen minutes ago" Was he really looking at me that long? I'm pretty sure he would have other things to do than just stand there and look at me right? actually it was just five minutes back that I did a derriere but he wasn't supposed to know that. I thought I saw blood draining from his face when he said, " I was just passing by and thought I should give you my million dollar advice which you clearly need. Anyway I have the duty of shutting the academy after it gets dark and then leave. So it would be a great idea if your royal self would leave the academy and let me do my job."
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I stumbled and got up but my ankle still hurt. I somehow managed to pack my bag and walk past him when I said, "I was done anyway and thank you for your unsolicited mil-no one asked for-lion dollar advice." I bowed as he always referred and thought of me a rich brat and left from there.
GOD. Why did people have to be so mean? What did I even do to him that he acts so terribly with me? He's not unnecessarily mean to others too. I would have to ask ness to apply an ice pack for me, I think my ankle was a bit swollen. I reached our apartment and called Ness but when no one replied I called her and didn't pick up either. Was she okay? Surely she couldn't have met someone, we were still new here. Where was she??? We bought our apartment on rent from a very kind woman who owned the building. I crossed paths with her on my way to the academy
I kept on calling her for half an hour while I applied an ice pack. Finally the door opened with a click and Ness entered in our apartment, with a smirk on her face. I asked where she was and he dropped the bag that she was holding. She laughed nervously when she saw me and said, "Sheesh Roni you completely scared me. I just went to buy some groceries for our apartment, the milk was over and there was nothing in the fridge." She seemed to notice the ice pack on my ankle and asked, " What happened to your leg Roni? Ohmygod, its swollen!!" Now it was my turn to laugh, "Chill ness, I just fell while practicing and its a really small injury. Your bestfriend is a strong girl, dont worry. Okay I'm gonna go sleep now, I'm tired and we have a long day tom. Goodnight bestiee." I went to walk towards my room when she said, "WAIT! uhhh I want your phone for a second, I want headmaster Timothy's number." what happened to her? I chuckled, "Yeah take it and keep it back after you take his number."
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The next week passed by fluently except the insults got meaner and Jacob and I met everyday at the end of the practice sessions and we would atleast be civil to eachother. One day when I was passing a studio I heard someone say, "She thinks she can spite m all by taking what is mine. I'll teach her a lesson. He doesn't even like her, he's just using her to make me jealous." I swear that sounded like Natalie, the girl who stood behind me in our group routine. She was really pretty too, had a slender, thin body with long legs and the flexibility of an octopus. But she made the mean comments the most, criticizing every move I made and every outfit I wore. She continued, "She's done taking what is mine, the boy and even the main role!" The main role? wait. Was she talking about me? which boy? Has she lost it? I had so many unanswered questions. Maybe I was just overthinking.
