Before Alissia could return to Room Thirty she was stopped in her tracks as her mother called her back into the dance studio “Alissia!” she called surprisingly cheerful “..Yes?” her daughter replied in disbelieve bobbing a small curtesy as she re-entered “My dear girl don’t look so surprised I.. I just wanted to tell you well done for today, I have to say you did look a little under the weather this morning but packing up and moving to England.. Well it must have been a shock for you..” Alissia felt both confused and humbled by Arianna’s words, she had been nothing but incredibly stern since she arrived but perhaps now things could be different. “Thank you, it was shocking yes” “Well it’s all going to change, I have a little surprise for you which you will see tonight at the party” she was positively bursting but the young girl felt since it was so rare she was in a good mood she’d ask her a question which she needed to know “Wow I can’t wait, erm.. Could I ask Ms Alexandrov will I be going home to Grandpa at Christmas?” Arianna’s good mood vanished and she became edgy and awkward “No!... No, err.. This is your home now Alissia, and since I live here we will spend Christmas here” “Why do you live here? I mean dancing must have earned you enough to get your own place..” “DO NOT ASK QUESTIONS! You stupid girl you’re too young to understand- Now go on…” she spoke her voice returning calm “I will see you later on for the party.” With that Alissia left angered why she never seemed to get answers from any of her family, Not even Katrina had wrote like she promised, perhaps moving here showed what kind of a friend she really was, Camilla, Serena and Rosabelle were clearly far better.
As she staggered back to Room Thirty she wondered how she could possibly cope with all the dance that was too come, she’d had two hours of it and already she felt like collapsing. She slumped against a wall near the dismal toilets which she didn’t fancy visiting again. Why was it she had been feeling this way? This tiredness.. This fatigue had appeared to be taking over her life. When she thought about it, back home Egor had never been able to afford a good doctor and it was only when she got really sick he took her to one twice with the last of there money. He had diagnosed her with tonsillitis both times Egor, and even after forking out for the right medicines she just hadn’t felt right ever since.
The brain fog washed over her again as her heartbeat seemed fainter and weaker, every bone and every muscle ached as she wondered subconsciously how she could ever gather the energy for tonight’s party. As her eyelids became unbearably heavy her head slumped onto her knees as her body shut down to let her sleep.
A tearful Serena Floros-Rae ran out of the dismal toilets to find her follow roommate fast asleep on the floor “Alissia!! Oh Alissia please it’s Camilla, she saw Henry kiss you on the cheek and now she says she’s gonna kill you and oh she was sick and so was Rosabelle, please get out of here!” Alissia being literally shaken awake by Serena was more scared of the fact that she didn’t remember going to sleep on the floor, in fact it was only when her frantic friend reminded her of Henry that she remembered him kissing her as the entire day appeared to be one big blur. “What..? I- I can’t, I can’t even talk!” she screamed in frustration as Serena grew worried about her state “What’s wrong?! Please just go I’ve never seen her so mad!” “Sticking up for the bitch are we now Serena? Well at least Rosabelle is a true friend!” Camilla Lupton stormed out of the bathroom looking paler and thinner than ever as Rosabelle trudged behind her mascara running down her freckled face “Camilla! Please I would never do that, it’s wrong, totally wrong she’s just not well I wanted you to.. to yell at her when she was strong so you could knock her down again.. yeah!” Alissia turned herself to look at Serena in disgust as Camilla smirked “Absolute bullshit my friend, you like her! You pity her because she came miles from her home land just like you did! I bet your families didn’t even want you fucking sluts” “You’re the slut Camilla, you’ve shagged like every guy in the school except Henry” Rosabelle muttered under her breathe “WHAT was that!? How dare you!” she screamed as she slapped Rosabelle around the face leaving the rest of her ‘friends’ stunned. Serena ran over to her frantically as Alissia slowly got up to comfort the poor girl “Oh my… Oh Rosabelle I’m so so sorry!” Camilla sobbed as crocodile tears ran down her face which she quickly dabbed with a tissue, she joined the hug as Serena clasped a crying Rosabelle who was both shocked and depressed of Camilla’s ways, The blonde girl pulled Alissia over aggressively to join the embrace as she wailed “Let not fight again! I just got so pressured with the audition and well Henry being nice to Alissia and her being okay with it just got to me! Alissia this is all on you!!” she cried even harder as Serena now just hugged Camilla, Alissia felt guilty, the last thing she wanted was to cause an upset between her new friends “I’m so sorry guys, I truly am” she said weakly “It’s okay” Serena said comforting her now “we all forgive you don’t we guys” “Of course!” Camilla hugged her tightly as Rosabelle and Alissia exchanged a look- they were thinking the exact same thing. “Now” Camilla spoke drying her tears one last time “Let’s go get ready for the party”

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M.E Is Not Me
Short StoryAlissia Alexandrov, now an elderly woman looks back on what was the hardest time in her life- her teenage years. She was merely sixteen when loving grandfather Egor had to send her away to live with her professional dancer and teacher mother whom sh...