Baller Synonym Novels & Stories

Your toes should be about the same length or the ideal foot where your second toe is the longest. Some children began removing their shoes to examine their toes and I held in my laughter at how adorable they looked. "You guys are still young so, your bodies are still developing," I added after seeing some of the kids being sad about their toes. "Do boys dance en pointe?" Marcelo asked. "Yes, but you don't wear en pointe shoes." "Is it very important?" Jen asked. "Yes. It's a ballerina's goal to dance en pointe. It's like an honor."

“I am so sorry you missed me, should I give you the ball so you will try again?” I sniff and wipe at my nose with the back of my hand. “I wanted to hit your fucking face!” My voice comes out watery and hoarse. I am surprised at the curse that flew at of my mouth so effortlessly. “I wish I was not such a lousy throw.” “That is okay,” he says calmly, “nobody needs to be an excellent thrower anyway. Except baseball players, of course. Besides, you are already a good ballet dancer.” I burst into a fit of laughter. I know I must sound like a pig because I am snorting amidst the laughter and then I am crying again.

" He returned the question. "Of course I am." I responded. Well, baller is the slang word used to identify a lover of basketball. A player either. "Anyways am team yellow 'dragons' I was just coming out from the basketball Court then I saw you looking at the school buildings. I guess you're new to this school.? He asked. "Oh yeah! I am". I said. "Of course I know. with the way you were behaving in class today tells it all." He said with a smile.

And lately, I could feel the sharpness in the air around them, like snarls beneath pretty smiles. Becoming Ballerina was supposed to be the ultimate dream of every ballerina. It had been my dream too long ago. And there was still a kernel of pride in my chest for my accomplishment. But look where it got me. Tangled with men like Volkov. Men who looked at me as though they owned me. Men whose shadows seemed heavier than human ones. “How are you feeling, girlie?” Ricky’s voice pulled me from my thoughts that I seemed to be getting lost in very easily lately.