Holding on

Chapter 1- Eva's pov:

My name is Eva Altamirano and I am from Italy. I was born and raised on a Italian circus with my mother, who pasted away when I was 9. Today is my 16th birthday and in 2 hours time I will be preforming my new trapeze piece with Peter.Peter is my show partner.

I rushed over to my mothers old make up mirror to tidy myself up a bit and tied my hair into a bun . It was now one hour until the show. As I was about to turn round and head for circus tent I felt a pair of soft lips touch my head. It was Peter! Hi Eva he whispered, as he placed something round my neck, here's a birthday present for you. I looked into the mirror to see what it was. It was a silver chain necklace with a iridescent stone I the middle. It was beautiful.

"Oh Peter!" I cried kissing his freckled face " it's amazing, thank you so much."

"It's for good luck" he replied, hugging me.

Ok, maybe me and Peter are a bit more than 'show partners' but I mean come on we've known each other for 16 years.you could technically call us boyfriend and girl friend.

"EVA! PETER! GET CHANGED INTO YOUR COSTUMES AND STOP PLAYING HAPPY FAMILIES!" shrieked Antonio, Peter's uncle "THE SHOW STARTS IN 30 MINUTES!"

" chao!"I called to Peter as we ran to our tents.

"Chao!"he reply blowing me a kiss whiles running in the other direction"see you on stage!"

I ran into my tent panting and out of breath. My grandma was sitting on my bed with my costume in her hands.

"Here you are birthday girl." She said passing the costume to me.

"But, nonna (which means grandma in Italian) ," I cried with joy "these are my mother's show clothes!"

"Yes," she answered walking towards the tent door "and I'm sure they would look just as beautiful in you as they did in her, so quickly slip them on before the show starts."

I stared at them in joy and put them on and just like nonna said they did look amazing. Right, now it was my time to shine. Onto the stage.