Splashes of RED

Chapter 2

ROSANNE POV

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When Madame B dragged Natalia and Alicia away, I knew they would both have a terrible punishment. 

The normal punishment for these things would be whipping on the back. I had been whipped once when I snuck out of the mansion to get some fresh air, but only a few times, unlike others that had many whips. It was because I was the daughter of the main staff, and also because Mama never let them touch me for more than a minute. 

I gave Natalia an apologetic smile and helped Yelena walk back to the living room. I heard a loud ding echo through the whole living room. It was time for survival class. The worst class EVER, because we had to do survival swimming, and hold our breath.

The survival class was at the end of the hallway. I was joined by Natalia on my way to the room. Her grey shirt had a few specks of red. I decided not to notice it. 

"Hey...so umm.. how many times did she whip you?" I asked timidly. 

"Like once, it didn't really hurt, but whatever." She shrugged it off as we arrived at survival class.

 The door was rusted and metallic and had a handwritten label saying "SURVIVAL" on the top of the door. We entered and Madame B was standing there with an ominous smile. All of us were unprepared for the nightmare that we were about to endure, right then and there.

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We walked out of the door tired, weak, and very out-of-breath. No one talked, as we were still trying to catch our breath. It had been two more classes since survival, and Natalia and I were becoming best friends. Yelena was a few years younger, so her classes were different.

The classes we just had were shooting and Cardio training with Dad. He really went all out and had us doing lunges, squats, laps, and even burpees.  The shooting was fun though, and everyone enjoyed the bangs and booms! 

We walked to the lunchroom and got some potatoes, soup, and pancakes. Natalia and I sat at the lunch table with Yelena and looked at our schedule. 

"Ok, looks like our next two classes are Ballet and Acting with Respitille and Madame B." said Talia (She had insisted I call her by that name). 

I was happy because Ballet and Acting were my favorite classes. We talked and ate, and played truth or dare, and it was fun. 

After that though, Ballet was horrendous. Madame B was in a REALLY  bad mood and screamed at all of us. I was used to it though, she was what I called the 'Screamy Auntie'. We turned and twisted, but every time someone made a slight blunder, The feared screamer would shout her lunges out at them. Talia was very shaken at the end of the class, as Madame B had screamed at her about ten thousand times! 

Talia didn't come for acting with Mama because she was dragged away by Madame B to the torture room. Normally you would be suspended by your arms and cut over and over again. The acting was fun but without Talia, it wasn't very nice. When I walked past a room,I heard an unearthly scream.

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So, I hope you like this story so far and enjoy it. This is my first story, so I hope I can get some feedback from you guys. Thanks for the reads!