Leap Ballerina 2016 Novels & Stories

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.

Then, just like Monica helped me rehearse, I tip my head back and spin around once more, thrusting my pussy into the pole and grinding deeper and deeper. And as I part my lips into a sensual moan, money rains. It’s moves like this that make me Euphoria’s best stripper. Moves like this that come with tips big enough to pay off my debt quicker. From catcalls to hundred-dollar bills being thrown in my face and stuffed into my panties, there is a strange familiarity in this little performance I’ve perfected over the years. Dismounting the pole, I face away from the audience and sway my hips, slow and sensual. The crowd only gets louder.

Fair competition for the lead role is the best option to avoid bias judgment. I seriously look at myself and I grab the barre extending my legs to my back when the door opens again revealing Boise and Gordon. "They are now calling the ballerinas" Gordon stated. I nod my head and I remove my wedding ring and handed it to Gordon "Keep it for me. I can't wear it during the performance. You know the rules" I said and walk out of the room. I felt them follow me from behind until I saw Miss Gisella clapping her hands. Beside her is Aliah who's stretching her legs and Jameson together with the other ballerinas.

Maya, who was one of the event organisers, was checking the song list when Meredith and Raven walked into the room. "Are you guys serious about seeing the preparations?" Maya asked with a smile. "Not looking, more like curious," said Meredith. In the corner of the room, some students were learning to waltz. A couple of men and women moved gracefully to the beat, while others were still trying to adjust their steps. "If you're coming to the ball, you should dance," Maya said teasingly. Meredith squinted. "No one requires that." "If someone asked you out, would you say no?" asked Lucas, who had suddenly appeared from behind them.

“Keisha come here my love, sit so Lee(the dressmaker) can take your measurements aren’t you going for the ball? It's in 3 days.” I go over to sit close to the Luna and while screaming in my head I’ve been thinking of what to wear to the ball that’s in 3 days cause all I have are sweatpants and sweatshirts only, and the Luna is paying for my dress I’m going to look so beautiful thank you moon goddess I don’t know what I would have worn to the ball. Coming back from my thoughts the dressmaker has already finished taking my measurements. Thanking the Luna I head straight for my room.

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.

He knew it. Along with being a ballerina Leah was a ballet teacher too. One of her students had introduced her to Nichelle king. The girl wanted to learn ballet dance from her. It was clear from the sparkle in her eyes that she wanted to learn it to impress someone. And if she had to guess she would say that it was the tall handsome man standing behind her. Her bodyguard, maybe? She agreed to teach her. The only condition was that she would have to teach her at her house as her parents were quite strict about her safety.