Novel & Cerita Rainbow Ballerina

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.”

The hall lights changed from the bright white light to a blue light, which made it quite dim. The ballet students entered with their toes on the ground, the white popsocks they wore adding to the beauty of the dance. Slowly they walked in, the white light shimmered on them only. From right to left, the rhythm went while they swapped their feet in the air and danced according to the beat. “Seems you find it quite interesting,” she nodded while gazing at Lex. “I had always wanted to be a ballerino, but as the princess of the Moonshadow pack, it was unacceptable,” Nico smiled as she watched the presentation.

Luna Renae’s aim is to keep me so occupied, I won’t be able to keep up with the tasks given to the contenders. I groan, tossing the rake into the wall. There’s a ball later tonight to celebrate the start of the selection. Tonight, Alpha Kier will take the hand of the most beautifully dressed woman in the gathering and gift her with a dance. The ball is mask-themed, to ensure everyone gets a fair chance. I don’t have a dress, or shoes, and I smell like horseshit. But I will attend that ball. It is the first step in my plan. An hour to the ball, I finish cleaning the stables and head back to the castle. I sight Lovette on the spiraling staircases and I wave at her. “Lov—“

At intermission, the dancers mingled with the crowd, and she had a chance to meet the one who seemed to hold the attention of Shane’s friend. She glided toward them with either natural grace or the byproduct of years of training. A few inches taller than Mia, she was about her age, with long dark hair and a familiar shade of green eyes. She wasn’t surprised to hear the ballerina’s name was Siobhan. Shane’s sister. Glancing out the corner of her eye, she saw Cormac light up and didn’t miss the way the girl blushed slightly when he took her hand in a

She checked her phone and realized that she still had much time to spare. She used the opportunity to out on a little foundation, lined her eyes and lips before putting on her rose scented lip gloss. Yes. The scent was everywhere. “Much better,” she said to her reflection. She went through their schedule for Monday and—holy shit! There was a fucking ball tomorrow?!! On a Tuesday? Why would there be such a fancily named ball on a Tuesday? “ The Equinox…Ball?” Phone in one hand and schedule in the other, Rain cursed under her breath.

I find a pair of folded black leggings in my drawer and a sports bra in another drawer. I glance in the mirror, and I am pleased with how well I look. You might think I am conceited, but I am not. I do not think of myself as better than anyone else. It is just a matter of fact. My blonde hair is down to my waist; I have beautiful curves and am about 5'7" tall. To achieve the ballerina effect, I've put my hair in a ponytail and then twisted it in a bun. My ballet shoes are at the gym, so I am not wearing any shoes now.

I know that it is not in anyway my room because this one is different, even the aura is different. Its cold, the room, and everywhere is black and white, everything is. The bed. The sheets and walls. Even the butterfly that keeps fluttering around.... Except me. I still have colour, and I have on a white dress that is bare and transparent. The air suddenly gets cold and I try to cover my body before I feel it. The eyes. They are everywhere... Trying to see me from every corner. Every angle.. And then I hear the music. I see a ballerina on a musicbox twirling slowly, Starlight sonata playing.

I looked down at the black words printed on it and Lora pursed her lips as she fiddled with her fingers timidly. I got it and begun to read aloud. • Ravida Ballet School. School of classical ballet and elegance. Attire must be of the colour white or baby pink for the females and black or navy blue for the males. Classes are on Tuesday, Thursday (at noon 2pm) and Saturday (in the mornings, specifically 10am). Classes are for 2 hours. Fees are to be given according to how long you would like your lessons to be. Deadline of entry: 7th April, 2019.

It was strange however the bounty collector’s henchmen and henchwomen eyes slightly opened upon the being's appearance. “I can’t believe my eyes… “ The fair skin middle-aged lady slightly gasped. A hot noxious mixture of particles and gases burst out from the being’s twisting yet moving red ball of ribbon on the point of spreading throughout the area reducing visibility for the bounty collector’s henchmen and henchwomen.

Daphne’s Point of View Caleb pulls me into his side as we walk into the ball. He is so warm and feeling his hand around my waist is sparking a fire within me. I do not get to dwell on the feeling too long because I am too distracted by everything, I see walking in. There are people everywhere, some I recognize but most I have no idea who they are. Women are parading everywhere in dresses made of every color in the rainbow. Hair pins, jewelry, and beads catch the multitude of lights around the room casting their own glow across the floor. The men are just as colorful as well in suits, looking dapper. People are talking in small crowds, some are dancing, some are eating but everyone seems happ