Songs For Us [English Version]

Eight. Through the screen.

The Grand Prix events finally started, favorites appeared -and so did Dalia's anxiety. Her two assigned events were next to the other and in the mean time, although she had extra time to train, she was impatient.

Around the globe, every skater was working in their programs and sometimes they watched other's competitions while they waited for their own. At the same time, Dalia's first semester as an university student began.

"On the ice, representing Japan: Yuzuru Hanyu"

A very flexible Spaniard unfolded her legs to admire the man dressed completely in white.

"What the heck, Yuzuru" she whispered under her breath. Too tight, too tight. Oh my god.

The free music, however, was pretty, and that Ice King was just as breathtaking as always, even though his skating felt strange -his moves were pretty but he seemed... off.

"Yes!" she yelled in celebration when landed a clean Axel. "That's how it's done!"

"Dalen'ka" Her mom said, knocking in the door. "Molchalivyy pozhaluysta (A/N: Dalen'ka is a Russian nickname. The rest means: Be quiet, please)"

"I'm sorry!"

Florence thought she was working in some university project, but in reality she was doing Yoga and watching Skate Canada's livestream in her laptop. There was no time for university then.

After chatting with her friends, she knew she'd meet with Javier, Misha and Gabrielle in France. Later in Japan, Nam and Yuzuru would be at NHK too. But after SC's Exhibition Gala she couldn't wait to see Notte Stelatta live.

"What are you doing?"

"Mish and I worked on a EX program yesterday: Ed Sheeran's Photograph. Among other things."

"Aiming high?" She smiled cheekily. "Can I see?"

"I think it's all here" she pointed to her temple. "But please check if it looks fine"

Dalia didn't train at a private rink -and she only asked for late at night private sessions when it was extremely necessary- so there was always someone else with her – apprentices and some particulars depending on the hour. But she was allowed to monopolize the music if no one else was practicing their competitive programs.

She made a gesture to the tech girl -Marie- and a song began to play. It wasn't Sheeran's song but she moved anyway, and then every pair of eyes looked at her, the little children shouted 'I wanna be like the pros', the coaches allowed their kids to watch -inspiration given from the elders was important for them.

"Is she Yuzuru's fan?"A tall black lady asked, leaning next to him to watch the skater doing a Biellmann.

He frowned, unconfortable with the unknown's presence.

"Why do you ask?"

"Well, that's his Exhibition program for this season"

It was pretty obvious, Gilian supposed. Dalia was as open as a book when it came to her love for her favorites, she probably knew by heart at least 3 of her idol's programs. And she was great at it, she memorized them quickly. She released stress that way, when her skating skills were only for her mere satisfaction, anesthesia for her anxious head.

"I can't hydroblade, gah!" she complained, skating towards him once the song was over.

"You what? What?" he blurted out, confused.

"Ah, that thing when Yuzu kind of floats parallel to the ice, right?" The weird dark skinned lady was still there, her smile bright and her eyes fixed in Dalia.