His Possession

"It's either that or cartoon ones."

Chapter One:

Elena's POV

I groaned as the sun hit my eyes and temporarily blinded me. I got out of bed and automatically checked for my knife sheath that was tucked away under the adjacent pillow. I slid the chain around my neck, securing the sheath under my top. I looked at my clock which read 9:37. Why was I up so early on a Saturday? I decided to go train for a while so I changed my shirt and changed into shorts instead of my sweatpants.

I walked down the steps, down the corridor and into the gym where a couple other people were already working out.

"Hey Miss. Elena."James yelled from half away across the room. I looked up to see my dad's friend and my trainer waving me over. I jogged on over to him and embraced him.

"How's dance?" James asked, setting up ladder for me. I took off my knife "necklace" and hung it on the hook next to the ladder.

"It's good. I have a competition this week. My feet hurt so much because this week is ballet and pointe shoes and I well, we don't exactly get along. We're frenemies." James rolled his eyes and motioned for me to get started. The ladder was pretty much a ladder which you gripped the top rung and pulled your legs up to your head and down.

"After you finish this, Star has been asking for you. Go over to the bars when you're finished." I nodded.

I began. Up and down until my torso began to cramp. I let go of the bar and continued with some different stretches. After about an hour, I went over to my friend, Star who just walked in.

Star had ginger red hair that went little bit past her shoulder blades, unique light green eyes that kind of were like a mint color as well as golden tan skin that contrasted with her hair.. She was a gymnast and taught me acro for my dances.

"Elena! How are you!" I raised my eyebrows.

"I literally saw you yesterday..." I trailed off as Star dragged me towards the beam.

"I'm going to help you with your balance." Star said, handing my my pointe shoes. I took them from her, unraveling the bow.

"How'd you get these? They were in my room! When did you go in my room?" I asked as Star didn't answer. Running my hands over the worn out material, I noted the edges of the ribbon were fraying and the toe showed signs of use. I slid them on, wrapping them around my ankle. Star led me to the beam and I stood on the mat.

"Alright, mount the beam and stand on there. Go!" I obeyed, my toes already pinching as I stood on the tips of my feet.

"Now balance on one foot for two minutes and then switch." Star ordered as I followed. I stood there and then slowly extended my leg out, leaning forward to even out my balance. I wobbled after a minute, tightening my leg to try and stay equal on the beam.

"Switch." Star ordered. I did as she said, standing on my left foot. We practice my relevé and my balance for about half an hour, give or take a few.

"Stop." Star commanded and I practically fell off the beam. My legs were aching as I dropped to the floor.

"Show me your dance routine." Star demanded, pulling me up. I groaned.

"STAR! Nooooo!" I protested, trying to sit back down but Star's grip made it impossible.

"Then we can get Starbucks and go dance or something. Now, what's your music?" She asked, whipping out her phone. I mumbled the title of the song and stood up, cracking my joints. I got into position and the music started.