The Red Shoes ~ Zerrie au

Chapter 1: Beginnings have endings

Perrie's POV

I could not adequately describe the way dance makes me feel. It is as though I had somehow found a way to sever the chords holding me to the earth and for a moment, if only a fraction of a second, I can fly. I've been Dancing as long as I can remember but there is something behind it, more then a drive of succeding. A drive of living and breathing. As Luigi Imbrogno once said 'Dance is an art, and like any other art, the dancer must truly appreciate it before they can begin to understand the complexity of it.'

My life consists of dance, eat and sleep. Today I start at an elite dance academy in england. This academy will bring me the sucess of one day being a principle ballerina. Although I dream big. I like to asume I can do big. When I was little I would always say to people 'I love dancing, especially ballet, but I can't help but be terrified of going on pointe. And I feel like if I can't get over this fear, then I will never be able to advance in my dancing.' Luckly I got over the fear when I was about 12 and got into and elite American school, csuing my family to move from England. Now I'm back and I couldn't be anymore excited. 

"Perrie honey! We will be late!" I hear my mother call from the kitchen. I was in my room making sure I had everything when I realised I forgot one of my many pointe shoes. I have about 5 pairs. One of them being a red pair. I was inspired by the dance called Red Shoes, when I was really little which is what made me decide that I want to be a principle dancer.

"I'm coming." I shoved the ballet shoe into bag after neatly wrapping the ribbon around it. I closed the zipper then picked up the bag and headed for the car. My suitcases her already in the boot and so was my pillow. In my shoulder bag I carried one pair of Ballet pointe shoes and a leotard and tights, along with my phone, wallet and other things.

Jonnie was in the back seat with me and Dad had the passenger seat. My parents got divorced when dad got some women pregnant when he cheated. So now I have a younger half sister named Caitlin. She feels like a full sister to me, but I only see her every two weeks. Dad the broke up with Caitlin's mum because he couldn't stand being without mum. I can't believe she got back with him, I still ahte him for what he did but deep down he is my dad. 

"Are you excited?" Mum asked. Looking through the mirror to me. I was wearing a white strpless boob-tube dress with white flats. For the first day at an academy I think it is good enough. It presents me as very lady like.

"How could I not be!" I say a little over excited, but being 17 it was easy to be excited. I was young at heart.

"I can't belive she is all grown up and leaving us." Dad turns to mum and says. 

"All beginnings have endings." I say to them. As we continue down the road I watch what used to be my home disapear. I was ready for this though. I would be studying at this school as well and obviously trying to be the best dancer I can be inorder to achieve my dream. 

We were in the car for what seemed live forever but it was really only an hour. We pulled up out front of the academy and I just sat there staring at it. It was so big and professional looking. Jonnie gets out to help me get everything out. I kiss both parents on the cheek and say farewells. 

"Bye Jonnie." I hug him. 

"Bye Pez, and remember what I told you." He holds my shoulder, I can tell he is tryng not to cry. I'm really close with my siblings, I think I will miss him and caitlin more then my mum and dad. 

"I know. Dancing with the feet is one thing, but dancing with the heart is another." I repeat his words of what he told me yesterday. "Bye." I give him one last hug before he gets in the car. My dad rolls dwn the passenger window and says,