No Longer Wanted Stories

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A break dancer, a rejected magician, and an ex gymnast ballerina.
They all met at one of the magician's semi failed shows. She was an assistant, the dancer was the other assistant. The magician amazed while the dancers entertained. A camp benefactor sees them and tells her that if they join him, they could go to an arts school for the next two years, all paid by him. She rushes to tell the others. The break dancer agrees, but then disagrees when she tells to find the magician. The magician is found and the dancer agrees. The magician is hesitant to agree, but does when she begs. Parents are hesitant to let go of her, but let her go across the country to go to the school if she keeps her studies up and doesn't fool around too much. Dancer becomes her best guy friend. Magician and benefactor start liking her. On the way to the school (road trip) benefactor books a few shows. Benefactor and Magician cause her to hurt her arm. One show is cancelled. She faints. Dancer asks why she doesn't eat too much. She tells him how she doesn't get hungry too much and can't stomach a lot of food at one time. He helps her. Magician apologizes. She forgives him. Benefactor apologizes (not so well) and then flirts to cover it up. She doesn't realize the flirting and forgives him. Magician talks to dancer to girl help. Dancer just tells him to go for it. Benefactor finally asks her out. She agrees. They go out. Benefactor learns about her choosy eating. They go back to your bus. She sleepwalks to couch and sleep talks about her ex. Everyone is careful with her for a few days. She gets annoyed and asks what's going on. They tell her and she's mad. Deadly silent treatment for two days. Dancer tries to get her to eat. She agree's hesitantly. Two days later, they reach the school. She faints when she sees her ex. Wakes up in hospital and learns that her eating habits are bad-bad-bad. Magician helps her with live as does dancer. Benefactor. Beats up her ex and helps her out too. In the end, Benefactor and Magician argue over who should get to go out with her. Dancer interrupts and tells them that she won't be dating until she starts university (online classes during the last year of the school of arts). Benefactor continues flirting and Magician continued being nice.

🤸‍♀️💃Gymnast: 17 yrs. Only child. Protective parents are hesitant to let her go. Eats rarely/later than she should. Energetic. No longer ballerina and gymnast because of her ex and traumatic situation. Is Latina-American. Sleep walks/talks. Naive. Honest. Straight.

🕺🤾‍♂️Dancer: 19 yrs. Left home at an early age. Lives alone. Korean-American. Used to be in a group. Fears splitting up over stupid things. Can make cool clothes/costumes. Sleep mumbles. States the obvious and the not-so-obvious. Blunt. Asexual.

🎩 🤹‍♂️Magician: 20 yrs. Rejected for age. Really good at le magics. Oblivious to some things. English-Spanish American. Stutters when nervous. Dislikes Benefactor. Pansexual. Can cook wonderfully.

🕴🤑Benefactor: 19 yrs. Son of really rich family. Somewhat blunt. Dancer. Italian-American. Proud. Likes to show off. Books all the shows and places to stay. Dislikes Magician. Flirts a lot. Is sweet when needed.

Chapter One: The Meeting

  "And any volunteers to be my assistant?" The Magician asked. He had black hair, bright blue eyes, and slightly tanned (but still light) skin. I raised my hand, waving it slightly so it could be noticed. He looked around and noticed me. "The girl with the white and blue pine tree sweater! And..." As I hurried up the stage, I noticed he was still looking around. "You! The guy in the white sleeveless shirt! Yes! You!" The guy, who I recognized as a breakdancer from a few blocks down, hurried up and stood on the magician's other side. "So, what are your names?"

  He pointed the mic at the dancer, who looked like he was from Asian decent, with dark brown eyes, slightly tanned skin (much like the magician), and gelled back black hair. "Just call me Murí." (A/N: Any Ouran High School Host Club fans out there?)

  The magician nodded and then turned to face me. "And you?"

  "I'm Lyra-June." I grinned brightly at him, eyes shifting to look at the crowd every once in a while. Compared the the two guys besides me, I suppose I could pass off as a geeky fangirl. With my slightly oversized sweater, perfect for the cold weather and the moment, my dark brown hair in a white beanie, dark blue jeggins, and brown and tan combat boots. I guess my tan skin (that was inherited from my mom) contrasted me against them, but my honey-brown eyes weren't much to flaunt either.

  I'm zoning out again, aren't I? Sorry!

  The magician smiled back and nodded. "Nice to meet you two. I'm Jonas, your magician for the day!" He winked at me and turned to face the (admittedly) small crowd again. "Now! Let's get some magic on!"

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  "Now tell me what you want the most at this moment!"

  I froze slightly, almost loosing my balance from standing on the toes of one foot. The moment I heard a clap, shimmering noises, and was thrown upwards, I yelled. "A puppy!" I opened my eyes as I landed on the breakdancer's-Murí's- arms. I did a quickly spin (with the help of Murí spinning me by my waist (A/N: If anyone here has seen the ballet of the nutcracker, its like the dance with the sugarplum fairy when the guy spins her around by her waist near the end of her song. Ya get me?)) and then bowed (force of habit).

  A throat was cleared besides me, causing me to turn and gape at the small puppy in his hands. It was a cute husky, with the clichéd grey and white fur, and mismatched caramel brown and ice blue eyes. "Your most wanted wish, Lyra-June." He passed me the puppy, which I immediately hugged tightly, and turned to the crowd. "Thank you all for coming, and I hope you all enjoyed!" With that, he walked off and started packing what few things he had.

  Giggling in joy, I smiled at Murí and curtsied. "Thank you for not dropping me and being a wonderful dance partner."

  He smiled and bowed slightly in return. "Same goes for you June. I hope to see you again."

  "Same! Maybe we can exchange contacts...?" He shrugged but passed me his phone as I passed him mine. As soon as that was done, we wished each other good luck and farewell before heading our own ways. Nearing my parents, I saw a guy (probably a few years older than me) talking to them with a professional smile (that was nowhere near as good as my friendly one) and a few nods. "Ah, um... hi?" I smiled softly at the stranger.

  The stranger grinned brightly at me. "Hello! I'm Lucian, but most people call me Luc. I was just talking to your parents about your wonderful dancing talent and how I'd like for you, and those other two men, to join an arts school that I -well, my family- works with. Oh, and your schooling will be all paid for if you do well, and that counts for college too."

  Thinking it over, I looked at my parents and nodded slowly. "Well... it seems like it would be more of an advantage than a disadvantage... and I could learn some more things too..."