OK the beginning of the story is in her point of view and the end is in his
but I will tell you when they change. I am writing it from an omniphicent
(I know I didn't spell that right.) oK
She laced up her Dr. Martins and stood up. She fixed her dress and looked in the mirror. Hse thought to her self with a sad smile 'I am no ballerina'. She grabbed her pusre and checked her watch. "Shit! i am gonna be late!" She ran down stairs and ran the 5 blocks to the Theater. She ran in side and up the 3 flights of stair hoping she hadent missed the begging of Swan Lake. She sat down just as the curtain went up and she let out a sigh.
An Attendant began to ask her if she wanted anything from the bar but he recognized her and stopped himself. She came here once a week for 2 years even if it was the same ballet for 3 weeks. She was always in a trance once it started. He learned not to bother her. She would never want anything but she would just smile and watch.
At the intermission she stood and stretched she looked down at all the other people in the orchestra sections. She though ' If they only saw it from up here'. She had her own private balcony the 2nd tear up all the way on the left side. It was only $45 a ticket because it was not a very requested area. She didn't mind then no one bothered her during the ballet.
As the lights dimmed she noticed on the little table to the right of her, her favorite attendant brought he r a class of ice tea just like always, She pulled the $2 as always from her boot and threw it behind her. It was customary. Sometime when she wasn't looking he would slip it in and always had two 1- dollar bills in her boot she carried for him. She sat back and waited for the second half to begin.
As the curtain went down she stood and wiped her eyes and clapped and cheered as she always did. She clapped until the house lights went on then sat back down for a little while just to think. Suddenly she got up grabbed her program and ran down the stairs leading to the stage.
**On the stage** She looked out and slipped off her boots and socks. She imagined all the people watching her. She started directly in the middle of the stage in 5th position. She knew what music she would dance to tonight. She began to hum and let her body just go with the flow. Her dress flowed out behind her as she flowed across the floor.
**~~ Starting his point of view ~~**
He told Jonathon he would be right back he forgot something backstage and began to wave his way through the people to get the theater stage. Once he made it he began looking around his place and the other tables for his wallet. He could have sworn he dropped it here earlier.
He was looking under a table when he though he heard someone humming. He slowly began to follow to it. He made his way to the first curtain on the stage. He looked out and saw a girl dancing and humming one of the bars of music from his ballet. He watched her and the first thing the came to his mind was a smile. He stood and watched her for 10 minuets.
She ended and walked up to take a bow when she saw him. He eyes got big and she froze. He slowly began to walk out on the stage and he asked her," What are you doing up here?" She just turned around and ran to get her shoes and socks.
He saw her start to run away and went after her. He caught up with her in a couple of strides and grabbed her arm. "Wait!"
She stooped running and turned to look at him but not with out taking a step back. "I am sorry I didn't mean to sound so mean just wanted to know how you got in here?"
She looked at him thoughtfully then said, "Why do you care?" and turned and walked away. At the door she turned and looked at him, "You danced beautifully tonight but on your jete' your were off by a count."
He was shocked how could she have known no one even noticed but him. Not even Jonathon noticed.
As she was walking out she called over her shoulder, "See you next week Charlie!"
She laced up her Dr. Martins and stood up. She fixed her dress and looked in the mirror. Hse thought to her self with a sad smile 'I am no ballerina'. She grabbed her pusre and checked her watch. "Shit! i am gonna be late!" She ran down stairs and ran the 5 blocks to the Theater. She ran in side and up the 3 flights of stair hoping she hadent missed the begging of Swan Lake. She sat down just as the curtain went up and she let out a sigh.
An Attendant began to ask her if she wanted anything from the bar but he recognized her and stopped himself. She came here once a week for 2 years even if it was the same ballet for 3 weeks. She was always in a trance once it started. He learned not to bother her. She would never want anything but she would just smile and watch.
At the intermission she stood and stretched she looked down at all the other people in the orchestra sections. She though ' If they only saw it from up here'. She had her own private balcony the 2nd tear up all the way on the left side. It was only $45 a ticket because it was not a very requested area. She didn't mind then no one bothered her during the ballet.
As the lights dimmed she noticed on the little table to the right of her, her favorite attendant brought he r a class of ice tea just like always, She pulled the $2 as always from her boot and threw it behind her. It was customary. Sometime when she wasn't looking he would slip it in and always had two 1- dollar bills in her boot she carried for him. She sat back and waited for the second half to begin.
As the curtain went down she stood and wiped her eyes and clapped and cheered as she always did. She clapped until the house lights went on then sat back down for a little while just to think. Suddenly she got up grabbed her program and ran down the stairs leading to the stage.
**On the stage** She looked out and slipped off her boots and socks. She imagined all the people watching her. She started directly in the middle of the stage in 5th position. She knew what music she would dance to tonight. She began to hum and let her body just go with the flow. Her dress flowed out behind her as she flowed across the floor.
**~~ Starting his point of view ~~**
He told Jonathon he would be right back he forgot something backstage and began to wave his way through the people to get the theater stage. Once he made it he began looking around his place and the other tables for his wallet. He could have sworn he dropped it here earlier.
He was looking under a table when he though he heard someone humming. He slowly began to follow to it. He made his way to the first curtain on the stage. He looked out and saw a girl dancing and humming one of the bars of music from his ballet. He watched her and the first thing the came to his mind was a smile. He stood and watched her for 10 minuets.
She ended and walked up to take a bow when she saw him. He eyes got big and she froze. He slowly began to walk out on the stage and he asked her," What are you doing up here?" She just turned around and ran to get her shoes and socks.
He saw her start to run away and went after her. He caught up with her in a couple of strides and grabbed her arm. "Wait!"
She stooped running and turned to look at him but not with out taking a step back. "I am sorry I didn't mean to sound so mean just wanted to know how you got in here?"
She looked at him thoughtfully then said, "Why do you care?" and turned and walked away. At the door she turned and looked at him, "You danced beautifully tonight but on your jete' your were off by a count."
He was shocked how could she have known no one even noticed but him. Not even Jonathon noticed.
As she was walking out she called over her shoulder, "See you next week Charlie!"
