Perrie's POV
After 3 weeks of being here I am so far envied by most people. The only people talking to me are Zayn and Jade. Cleo turned everyone else against me.
"Hey, you going today?" Jade asks. Today is the audiions for principles for first year girls, so nod my head to her and grab my shoes. We had to pick a dance to perform, so I chose The Red Shoes. This dance requires alot of training, which I had ove the holidays so I am definatly ready to perform it today.
"Where is Zayn?" Jade asks. He is basically my best friend next to Jade, Cleo isn't very happy about it but Jade has a theory that Zayn will dump Cleo for me after auditions. I doubt it.
"I'm not sure." I say back to her, as I see a girl names Leigh- Anne auditioning for principle. Today is the kind of day where I should be freaking and sweating but I genuinley feel relaxed. That is the first time in forever.
"Hey Pezz." I hear Zayn's raspy voice behind me so I turn to be met with him, melt-worthy, eyes.
"Hey, Zayn." I smile back.
"What are you preforming?" He asks.
"The Red Shoes." I pull out one of my red pointe shoes to show him. He doesn't look very happy, more worried. "What?" I ask him, now worried myself.
"I should let you know that Cleo chose that too." He hesitates. Shit! I will litrally be compared to her. Basically this just made me worry and freak out. What if I stuff up? What if she aces it? I can't handle this. Just breathe Perrie, breathe. I manage to calm myself down before I hyperventilate.
"Oh, Cleo is coming. Bye." I wave to Zayn and turn on my heel. Determined to move before Cleo spotted me with Zayn, and a pair of red pointe shoes.
After an hour of waiting and watching other perform, I was up. "Perrie Edwards?" My name was called. I got off the floor with my bag and headed in side. I was met with 3 people sitting behind a table near the mirror. Our teacher, the head of the school and the head of the country's dance program, Pascal Sterra. He is french and used to be the principle dancer for the british ballet.
"Welcome." He says with a smile. "What will you be performing?"
"The Red Shoes." I say, sliding my bag to the far wall.
"Bold choice. Change to pointe shoes and you may begin when we are ready." With that I sit next to my bag. I pull out my pointe shoes and then slip them on, tying the ribbon around my lower calf. I stand back up and get in position. Out of the cornor of my eye, I see Cleo's mouth drop open. She is going to be pissed. Pascal nods and the our teacher presses play.
I begin to dance, on every turn or any time I look to the windows, I see Jade and Zayn watching eagerly, Cleo fuming in a red colour and others watching on in awe. As I finish dancing gracefully in my red shoes, they clap.
"That was very impressive. We would like to see you again for another audition in the top 10, next month." Pascal says.
"Thank you." I grin like a little girl who just got told she was getting a barbie.
"Don't tell anyone till auditions finish." He warns.
"I won't. You have my word." I smile.
"You can change and leave now." He smiles. The other two sitting at the table smile as well. I change my shoes and stuff my pointes back into my bag.
"Bye. Thank you again." I say walking out the door. I'm immediatly met by Jade, when she gives me a massive hug.
"How did it go?" She asks.
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The Red Shoes ~ Zerrie au
FanfictionPerrie and Zayn are both professional dancers. Perrie shows up new to the academy and meets Zayn. Zayn already has a girlfriend though. Perrie does steal his heart along the journey of becoming principle dancer. Please Read xx
