Leap Ballerina 2016 Novels & Stories

“At first, I was kinda doubt that this performance would be good as Nina Smith couldn’t come. But now after witnessing how the substitute ballerina danced, all my doubt was gone, and I'm glad that Nina couldn’t come! I mean, Nina's dance is nothing compared to this masterpiece, and it was way more professional. Even world class if I can say!” “Hah... It’s such a shame that the ballerina is using a mask, if not… We will know who’s that professional dancer. But I guess, she must have her own reason. Who knows if she's really a famous person, like Brianna Jones, the missing ballerina.” The audience continued to exchange whispers as they watched how the masked ballerina dance gracefully. They ev

If I hadn’t heard and read about his world before, I would’ve thought he was insane. “So…” he said softly, “why were you crying?” “A lot has happened,” I admitted. “But mainly…I came here to reclaim my position. This party was supposed to be my spotlight. The comeback of the Midnight Ballerina.” He froze. Literally froze. “Wait,” he said sharply. “You’re…the Midnight Ballerina?” I nodded. He ran both hands over his face. “You’re kidding. You have to be kidding. Cierra! oh my God! this is insane.”

I smirked as I was thinking about the person that I might seduce. Maybe I would see Kelly tonight if I was lucky enough. We put on the clothes as I was looking at my other roommates. They were happy before I was smiling at them all. I was ready to put on my red mask before I spoke up to them, Leo and Eddy. “So, are you ready to dance with the ballerinas?” I said as Leo was surprised by that statement. I thought he did hear the news that there will be ballerinas that were from the Royal Academy of Arts coming to the ball as well.

It made me feel like a different person and I was grateful for that. ‘’I am so ready!’’ Zenobia shouted to Jackson as they both stretched. I smiled as I watched them and then I looked around me to see how the children were conversing with one another. The ballerinas had pink dresses on and the hip-hop dancer had a jean and white round necks on. They were all ready to dance that night and so was I. I joined the girls in dressing in a pink dress and it was the first time that I was going to dance on the stage again after five years.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, Scarlett." His shadow left the room as silently as the still night, his existence remaining unnoticed. It would have been so if it weren't for the fact that Leaxandra remains conscious all this time. With the unknown shadow already out of the place, the Luna's eyes snapped open while her heart couldn't have pounded more vigorously as though surviving from death itself. ******

I held myself back from cussing. “ Let's go ladies,” she snapped her fingers and her minions assembled. “ I can't wait till he announces his Luna,” she taunted before leaving. “ Everything was going to be fine,” I muttered to myself in a comforting voice. I had nothing to worry about. Melissa was just trying to get into my head. A few minutes after, Lewis mounted the platform and everywhere began bustling with mumbles. Some complimenting his looks and others anticipating to see the new Luna. As he prepared to speak, everywhere fell silent.

I gave it a couple of tugs, but she wouldn't let go. We were locked in that awkward struggle when her ear flicked. Hearing footsteps approaching, she released it instantly. In the same breath, she snatched the glass of water off the desk, dumped it over her own head, and collapsed to the floor. Tears welled up as she looked at me helplessly. "I'm sorry, Ms. Woolery. If you want the vice president position, I'll give it back. Why did you splash water on me?" The acting was painfully obvious. And yet, Quinton fell for it every single time.

During, half time. Leo went out and bought a flower to present to Angel when the show was over. Luckily, he was back before it ended. All, the little ballerinas lined up for their final bows, Angel delivered the longest, deepest, most dramatically theatrical bow of the entire group arms sweeping wide, head dipping low, every ounce of it aimed straight at us like we were her personal VIP section. Jayden shrieked with pure glee and—in one glorious toddler moment of excitement—launched his sippy cup like a missile into the crowd.

Like healing. Like love. I slowly undress and hand it to Trixy. She leans forward. “I think you’re all starting to stick to me.” I grab her into a hug, and she wheezes softly from the impact. “We will do the adjustments, and then let you know when you can pick it up,” Trixy says with a huge smile. “When I tie the knot,” Mel says, “I’m coming to you.” Trixy’s smile spreads wider. The little herd comes clomping back down the stairs like sugar-fueled royalty on parade. Leyla leads the charge on screen, the assistant holding the tablet in one hand and a swirl of tulle and pink satin ballet shoes in the other. So she changed her mind about the heels.

Some more than I wished, since Killian insisted on introducing me to them, almost dragging me to their table. Some seemed bothered by my mere presence, while some seemed to be delighted and even offered me some compliments. Few recognized me as Madelaine Malvak, the famous ballerina and even fewer were actually real fans of what I was doing. I could not deny that this made me a bit sad, but there was nothing I could do about it, just hope I would have the freedom and time to keep dancing.