His Naughty Princess

Chapter 9

Who am I?

What am I made of?

Am I not good enough?

Why do people treat me like I'm a nobody?

What did I ever do wrong?

Tears trickled down my cheeks as these questions circle my brain.

I stretch until my butt was on top of my head.

I wrap myself in the silks to make sure I'm secure from falling. I push my body from side to side so I'm was now swinging in the air. Then I start spinning while swinging.

Why are so many people against me? All I've done was be myself.

Why do they choose to pick on me? Of all people why me?

More tears rolled down my cheeks.

The spinning starts slowly down. I untangle myself from the ropes, the tears still flowing down.

"Kaywa are you okay?" A sweet gentle voice asked.

I didn't have to look to know it was my sister. Wiping my face aggressively to get rid of the tears.

I look up and walk to her slowly, stooping down to meet her height, grabbing her tiny hands.

My voice was shaky. "Promise me you'll never let anyone hurt you. If you're ever getting bullied tell someone. Tell me, tell Mummy, tell Daddy, tell Jordan, tell your teacher. Anybody. Never let it go to far. Stand up for yourself, don't let anyone walk over you." I encouraged the seven year old.

She nodded. "I promise." She said sweetly. But where is all of this coming from? I'm only seven you know." She giggles with her usual sassy tone.

I gave her a big hug not responding to her statement.

"Wanna practice with me?" I chuckle and she grinned big.

I lift Kali spinning her over my shoulder. Such a saint

But for now I'm just happy that my baby sister doesn't do through what I go through. I wouldn't live with myself if I knew she was ever being bullied, God knows I wouldn't let it slip.

I'm happy I get to do conntortion with her, I get to be the one to teach her. Who knows it might be a faze.

It's honestly awesome to be able to mentor a mini version of yourself for something that you love.

Like I said, it may or may not be a faze in her life but it's the experience of it that counts.

*****
So I'm in the principals office again.

No I wasn't being a naughty girl. I just want out of the cheerleading team.

Yes you heard me; I want out!!

"Miss Sansion if you quit you have less of a chance of being noticed." The principal argued.

"Yeah cause Brianna taking the spotlight everytime will get me noticed." I snorted.

"Cheerleading is the only form of dance this school offers." She threw back.

"Cheerleading isn't dance, it's a sport. And besides I already got an audition to CalArts, I don't see the purpose of me being on the stupid squad." I pouted.

"Congratulations but you getting yourself an audition means nothing. Talented or not I don't care. Who do you think they'd pick for a group performance, someone who can work in a group or someone with not high school clubs and has not history of teamwork?" She suggested.