Hi guys! I'm Sireiko, I love writing stories and I do hope you'll enjoy them with me.
Thank you to my beta reader and best friend: Rainflurry
The ride to Royal Ballet school was comfortable, but lonely. Everybody except for myself knew each other. Just a week ago, a letter from the Royal Ballet school came and told me that I have been accepted to school. My name is Billy Elliot and I am 11 years old. I live with my dad, brother and grandmother. My mother died when I was 9. I miss her so much. And I know I'll miss her forever. My dad and brother had worked so hard for this opportunity. At first they had seemed to be angry because they were those types of people who love boxing and football. I guess that's why they were angry at me for even trying to learn ballet. But at last they had finally understood how I wanted to learn and that I was actually good at it.
The bus made a sudden curve and I was snapped out of my thoughts. I looked out to the window, and I saw a big, beautiful building. It said " Royal Ballet School". I was so nervous that I thought I would puke. I went out of bus and saw dozens of teachers in line waiting for the students to get out. The teacher in the middle was fat and seemed to radiate a commanding attitude, making it seem as if she was the principal. I noticed her from the audition I had. She looked more grumpy than when I had first seen her. Maybe she was tired, I thought to myself. She glanced at me and smiled. She seemed extremely nice, especially her eyes. When she smiles her wrinkles gather around them. I smiled back at her. I scanned the line and saw another man who looked as nice as her. It almost looked like as if he was her son. But all the teachers except for them looked mean. I glanced back to look at the students of line next to me. They all looked kind of mean and two of them did seem as if they weren't someone to mess with. One of them had brown curly hair and was skinny and small. Other one was blonde. He was skinny for his height and was very, very tall. When he noticed that I was looking at him, he glared at me and looked away.
"Hi. I'm Billy. Billy Elliot." I found myself introducing to him. I didn't know why. I just did. He looked really surprised and somehow smiled at me. He looked very kind when he smiled. I guess he looked kind of mean at first because he was nervous.
He replied " I am Charles Parker. Nice to meet you. " I was so anxious, but happy now that he actually seems nice. I guess I might be able to be friend with him. Maybe, the other guy that looks mean might be kind too. So, I decided to talk to him,
"Hello. I am Billy Elliot. Where are you from?" I said to the curly brown haired boy.
He looked at me and said, "What do you want? I know there will be some purpose if some stranger is being friendly to you. I am not stupid you know." I was very stunned and stared at him for a second. I looked down at my dusty shoes.
Suddenly I heard someone talking behind me. "Just because a stranger is friendly to you that doesn't mean that they always have a purpose, Brayden." Then Charlie rolled his eyes.
Brayden glared at both of us and said "Wait until you see me dance. I'm gonna beat you both." This time I rolled my eyes and then Charlie and I started cracking up. Brayden raised his eyebrow and walked away.
Charlie and I tried to stop chuckling when the principal made a step forward and called "Attention, please." and made a eye contact with everybody. I wonder how she does that. "I am glad to see new people trying ballet. Some people might need a lot of practice, but I am sure all of you will do very great." Brayden smirked as if he wanted to shout out that he will do a great job. I don't know if this actually happened, but it kind of looked like the principal glared at Brayden for just a second.
Next chapter will be up tonight!