Vera was born into a royal family but she never felt royal. until she was sent to a private school In Vienna and met Sara who helped to teach her how to embrace the true version of herself and to love it in an unexpected way.
The last day of term came by fast and this meant my performance of taste had arrived. I had spent most the week perfecting it. I had too make a lot of changes due to the change in misc but with help of Cecelia and Mrs Santiago it was ready. I was nervous. I know Sara was going to be there watching me. This was my time to make her regret everything. This is my time to show that my chaotic energy can be put to good enjoyable and dare I say beautiful things.
Cecelia and the cheerleaders were on before me. They were a proper competitive team and were very impressive. I had a lot of respect for them. It's no easy feet cheerleading. Screaming can clapping for Cecelia and the rest of the girls from the position in the wings I tried not to focus on the fact I was next. Adjusting my outfit and hair to make sure It wouldn't fall of out of place. I had gone for an Ariana Grande meets uk rap music look.
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The cheerleaders finished their set. Oh god I'm not ready I thought. The crowd cheered them and the captain thanked them as they walked off. Cecelia patted me on the shoulder "go show em' up" she whispered to me. Smiling cheekily.
"Now please welcome to the stage someone who was new here this term the one and only Vera Eriksson" Mrs Greenfeild introduced me. I walked on stage trying to look confident as I walked. Hips swaying and head held high. The crowd clapped and then fell to a deafening silence waiting for me to start. My music started up and began. I kept my idea but added more of a hip hop Street style to it. Still with added contemporary tricks. The start was slow and seemed as if I was another TikTok dancer but as the chorus came in a hit my frist trick. A side arial kind of tumbling trick one of my specialties. A scream emitted from the audience. Sara's face noticeably shocked. She didn't know I danced.
I continued on with routine my confidence rising as I went on. I am the baddest Bitch alive. That's a thought I had and liked it. When the set was over. I stopped and faced the crowd smiling. I made direct eye contact with Sara. I waved out as the crowd cheered feeling like a fucking icon. Spiking of stage satisfied with my performance. "Holy shit Vera!!!" Cecelia cried hugging me excitedly when I returned to the wings. St.Marie's had a large performing hall they used for assembly's , drama performances and other such things. It also had an Extensive back stage area for the drama students.
When the assembly was over me and Cecelia met with Enzo. "Heyyyy" I said skipping up to Enzo and putting my arm around his shoulder.
"Hey you both did so well" he complimented us. "So since it's your last night here Vera I was thinking we should go and get drunk and then break into out door pool and go swimming" Cecelia suggested quietly. "Fuck yes" I said exited. We walked over to the dorms to pick up some of Enzo's and Cecelia's stash of alcohol (how they got it I can't tell you) after that we made our way down the small field out back of dorm building. We sat on the grass and opened a couple of bottles. Enzo had beer and Wiske while Cecelia had vodka, gin and cider. "Why hell do guys have so much" I laughed in shock. "Why don't you have any" Cecelia laughed back Rising the vodka bottle to her lips. "What the fuck why are drinking it straight" Enzo asked in genuine shock "Cause I'm not a pussy" Cecelia teased The night went on like that while we worked our way though the bottles. Not making it though all of them as I'm fairly sure that could have killed us. We got changed and headed down to the pool hoping the fence successfully sneaking in. "Fucken party!!" I laughed drunk off my head
Cecelia shoved Enzo into the water laughing at him. Enzo didn't find it funny. I found it hysterical laughing so hard I could have passed out. Enzo then continued to pull Cecelia in by the legs. This killed me. After a minute or two I composed myself and jumped in after them.
We splashed each other with water and laughed for about five minutes until we ran out of energy. Being drunk, tried and floating on your back in water is the more relaxing feeling know to man. That night I felt like I was up in space about everything in my own peaceful void. No problems to hold me down and no one to make me feel bad. Just me. Cecelia had taken to just having her feet in the water muttering to herself quietly. Enzo was leaning against the pool wall almost sleeping.
I don't know when but at some point it got too cold and we headed back to dorm building. When we got back I tried to get changed falling multiple times. I ended up sleeping with Enzo in my bed. He was curled toward the end of the bed. I had never felt more safe and happy.
