Caught the eye of the Tiger

Part 2: Sasha

Iza emediatly packed her bag and left after the class. Her thoughts wouldn't give her peace and it seemed like this place was chacing her, just like guilt. She ran outside the doar, complete darkness in her mind, not letting the thoughts overfload her brain. She felt like if she would stop, her emotions would take control of her. Right now, she felt nothing and it felt amazing. She just ran, shivering in her dancewear, which wasn't suitable for the tempriture. It was a surprisingly cold summer, even for Russia. The temperature was about 13 degrees in the late afternoon.

Iza lived in Saint Petersburg for two years now. They used to live at the border of Moskau, until Lilia took her to the theatre, where she lived with few other dancers in an apartment next to it. It wasn't for very long, just until Lilia noticed that she wasn't improoving. So she wanted to take her to St Petersburg, where she lived, so she could work with her. Her mother agreed and since her and Bellas dad's job was quite flexible, they simple started working for the same company in St Petersburg. They mooved quickly.

Since these two years, she has been taking the same ways over and over again, but becaus of her memmorie and her habbit to daydream, she still got lost sometimes. Like now. She wasn't paying attention. She didn't even notice she ran the wrong way several times. By the time she realized, Iza had no idea how to get back to her home. She reached to her phone, but realized it was dead. -What did I even do with it? I remember it being on full batterie this morning. Great, now I have to communicate with unknown people. Bella looked around. There weren't a lot of people in the street, but Iza saw a boy who couldn't be much older than her. He had raven hair and emerald eyes staring on to his phone. He was undeniably cute. Iza decided to ask him. -And they say pretty/hot priviledge isn't real...-she thought to herself and walked over to the guy.
"Hello! I'm terribly sorry to bother you, but could you help me?"- she asked with a smile and pretended shyness.
The guy looked up from his phone and smiled back:
"My pleasure. What can I help you?"
"Oh well the idiot and daydreamer I am, I got lost and I don't have internet on my phone. Could you tell me how I get back to the Краснодонская улицa?"
-I'll find my way home from there-she thought.
No matter how cute he was, she was not willing to share her adress with a random guy, nor did she want to let him know, that her phone was actually dead.
The boy smiled again.
"Don't worrie. I know you. We go to the same dance studio to Lilia. I've seen you a few times there. You are probably Iza. So, you don't have to be scared, I won't do no harm to you. Let me walk you home, so you don't get lost again."
Iza found him a bit cheesy, but she did recognize him, so she nodded. They started walking to the Краснодонска улицa. The boy saw that Iza still looked concerned so he added:"
Look I see you are still worried. I figure scate with Yakov, you probably heard about him, and I go to Lilia for ballet classes. I usually go on Thursdays, and leave right before you come. I've seen you several times. Sorry if I sounded like a freak or soem kind."
Iza cheered up.
"It's fine. Whats your name by the way?"
"Oh yeah, sorry. I'm Sasha."

They walked to th street and then Iza gave Sasha her real adress. They walked home chattering. At their front doar Sasha faced Iza.
"It was nice meeting you Iza. We should meet sometimes"
"Oh, yeah! Nice meeting you too. When do you want to meet up?"
"Hmm. How bout I wait for you on Thurday and we get food or something?"
Izas eyes lit up: "You have your ways with dancers don't you? Food sounds good to me!"
They both laughed and said goodbye. Iza stepped inside and headed straight to the kitchen. Talking bout food...

Yuri walked home with his headphones on. He searched for his tiger keychain and entered the house. "Dedushka I'm home!"- he shouted and went to his room straightaway.
His grandfather was in the kitchen, making Yuris all time favourite food, Pirozhki. He hadn't made it in a while, so he figured Yuri would enjoy it for dinner. -Yuritchka had become a real teenager-the elderly man smiled to himself.
Meenwhile, Yuri yeeted on go his bed with his phone in his hand. His room was messy, clothes all over the room and bed, his medals and pictures of him and his grandfather squashed on the walls. He through his bag beside his doar and pulled his cat to himself. Scrolling through Instagram he saw Otabek, his only friend was online. Being all bored, Yuri decided to text him.

Y: Hey Otabek, whats up?

O: Not much. W you?

Y: There's a bitch thats gonna join me on ballet lessons.

O: How come?

Y: Dunno. Lilia said she was training for some ballet audition. She is so basic and she doesn't even look like a ballerina.

O: So does she just domthe exercises with you.

Y: Yeah. When she's not having a burst out to Lilia because of a stupid warm up.

O: ???

Y: She started doing her warmup of her old studio and Lilia told her to do a feal one. Then they started argueing, Lilia said her ols studio was basically shit and the bitch yelled at her and got all upset.

O: Lol

Y: Yeah like dafuq. But it kinda made her a bit less basic.

O: Rather a lunatic. Much better.

Y: Lol. No what I mean, she stood up for her stupid dance school.

O: Oh. Yeah. That makes more sence. Do you know her name?

Y: Izabella I think.

O: Did you stalk her on Instagram.

Y: What? No. Why would I? Don't even know her last name.

O: Oh yeah.

Y: Why'd you ask.

O: Dunno.

"Yuritchka!"
"Coming!"

Y: Yo I gotta go.

O: K. Bye.

Y: Bye.

Yuri put his phone on the pillow and went to the kitchen.

Hello my weebs! :3 Hope you enjoyed the second chapter. Critique and comments are more than welcome. I only wanted to say, that I am not a figure scating expert, and I will try to keep the story as realistic as possible, but I might mess up a few things with the rules of the competitions. Please correct me if you know how it works! ^_^ Same with the Russion! Have a nice day💖☺️