The Greatest Show on Earth

Chapter One

    The colorful lights screamed with light, the loud cheering of the crowd brung a smile to my face, popcorn and candy aromas filling the air around the whole circus. Tiny clown cars came through the opening in the circus. The driver pulling to an extreme stop. The small door opened and ten clowns jumped out, one after another till the final one came. The last one was a beautiful clown. Her light mint green locks shining with the extreme lights. The confetti falling onto her dress as she performed her act. It was the greatest act I’ve ever seen, she looks like she’s having so much fun. Then a blast of a whistle and jugglers ran in dropping all kinds of things from weapons to dogs, followed by mimes pulling an invisible rope, the stilt walker striding in so proud and confident, and contortionists flipping and jumping around so gracefully. What a magnificent sight it was, The clowns soon stumbled back into their tiny car, drove off to where they came, and the others soon followed. The circus ended on a good note. I sprinted over to where the circus actors left to, also known as the backstage. I heard someone singing in what sounded like Russian. I couldn’t really understand what they were saying but I knew it had to do with being knee-deep in problems. I wonder why. I actually start listening.

“И чаве а от оф тчингс то до”

“ижм гоинг то паы (шчат?)”

“ тахес, тахес, тахес, тахес, тахес тахес, тахес, тахес, тахес, тахес тахес, тахес, тахес, тахес, тахес тахес, тахес, тахес, тахес, тахес”

"анд нош чережс тчис счи.”

“ыа, ыа.”

“ан олд фриенд оф мине цомес уп то ме он тче стреет (аш)”

“аы ыоу фине? ижм фине, ыоу, чуч?”

“уч шелл ижм гоинг то до бусинесс (ин а суит)”
“ цан ыоу аццепт ме? и чаве но плаце то ливе.”

“(анд фор ыоур информатион лена ис а слоб)”

“НО!”

“бые бые, лена.”

“кнее-лена/кнее-дееп проблемс!”

“НО!”

“Бые бые, лена”
“кнее-лена/ кнее-дееп проблемс!”

“Уч!”

“бые бые, лена”

“кнее-дееп/кнее-дееппроблемс! Ыеач!”

    I looked around the corner to see CandyPop. The beautiful clown girl I mentioned before. I moved out into the room and greeted her. She jumped as she heard me,
”Оч, чеы Брендон! Шчат аре ыоу доинг чере?”

“Uhh, what?”

“шчат аре ыоу доинг чере?”

    I guess I forgot she only speaks Russian. I reach into my leather coat and grab the notepad I always keep with me, and a pen. I hand it to her as she quickly begins to write, “I asked what you’re doing here.” I read it one more time before answering, ”Well I was simply going to find Christian,” I lied. I just really wanted to talk to CandyPop. “Oh,” she wrote, ”Why didn’t you say so? He’s with Jackson in the dressing rooms.” “Oh, alright thank you, Candy!” I exclaimed. She just gave me a thumbs up and left to talk with Karma. I then sprinted through the hallway to the dressing rooms. I read each one to try and find Jacksons. “CandyPop, Christian, yeah yeah yeah, Jackson!” Finally, I found it. I opened the door. The room was small but medium sized for a dressing room. Christian was sitting in the corner on the couch, staring at Jackson while he tried to get dressed. I blushed a cherry red as I saw Jacksons Small bareback. He got his shirt back on and I actually walked into the room. Christian looked over at me with those magenta eyes, those eyes could kill and would. I walked over to Jackson and pulled him out the room

“Hey Jack, have ya seen anythin’ wrong wit Christian lately”

“No, not at all, why?”

“It’s just, well… Christian has been givin me that feeln’ for the past few days. Nad I was just wonderin’ if it was just me.”

“Oh, well now that you point it out, yeah he’s been acting strange”

“See what I mean! Also why was he watching ya change?”

“About that, yeah I have no clue. If you really want to know, ask him yourself.”

    I sighed and obliged. I walked back in, only to walk straight into Chris. I stumbled back as he grabbed me by the waist. “Where do you think you’re going?” he asked as he let go of me. I told him I was here to talk to him. He nodded and he dragged me into the room and sat me down. I asked him why he was watching Jackson getting dressed. “Cause I can, why do you care anyway?” he gave me a smirk as he got up and walked towards me. “Cause I care ‘bout my best friend okay Chris, now get away from me, ya creepin’ me out!” I slightly yelled. Realizing what I did I instantly started apologizing. He looked at me with a dead look and walked out the door.

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Word Count: 829

Characters: Brendon Walker, Jackson Spalding, CandyPop, Karma, Christian Walker.

Hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I might post the next soon