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"One, two, three and one, two, three" Madam Bertram said clapping her hands as they moved from first position to second position to third position and then to 4th position and so on.
I watched as each girl clumsily raised their arms, ungraceful as they moved throughout the positions. I smiled though, remembering I was once like that, it was such a long time ago. If I remembered correctly I had a hard time doing moving into 4th position. Now what I have a hard time doing is getting the solo for the upcoming recital.
"No, no, no" Madam Bertram stated and each girl stopped, looking confused. She sighed before turning off the music. "You need to be graceful, like a Papillion or a swan"
I racked my brain for the translation of a Papillion.
"A what?" a girl asked making me snap out of thoughts. Oh... never talk back, or ask any questions when Madam Bertram spoke in French. I watched as Madam Bertram narrowed her eyes into slits glaring at the girl.
"Madam Bertram?" I asked meekly and she turned right toward me with her fierce glare. Each and every girl turned to look at me. I felt my cheeks flush, I never really liked all the attention focused on me but I cleared my throat slightly. "I was wondering if I can quickly show them how to do the positions"
"Oh, Alexandria, my sweet Papillion, you truly understand the gracefulness of one. Please go right ahead" Madam Bertram said gesturing toward the bar. I quickly and quietly walked over to the bar, placing my feet and hands into first position, transferring toward second position, keeping my toes pointed and trying to be as elegant as possible.
When I had finished, everybody clapped and I felt my cheeks heat up in embarrassment as Madame Bertram nodded in approval.
"Now, everyone, you've seen an example, you can do it!" Madame Bertram encouraged making my jaw slack shocked. Not once, has Madam Bertram has ever encouraged everyone at once. She must be in one hell of a good mood, which is slightly weird, considering how angry she was earlier. I shrugged off her weird behavior as I once more watched the girls dance. They were still clumsy but they have a more stable foundation. Their legs weren't shaking anymore.
I stretched feeling my back crack as I waited for the bus driving up to take me to school. I don't really know why I don't go to school in Forks then the one in La push. Forks high school is closer to dad, who I always spent my time with. It's not like I hate mom or something, it's just dad understands me when it comes to… well me in general. He doesn't try to make me stop dancing and he knows all my favorite foods and my favorite color, mom on the other hand tries me get me to anything other than dancing. I let out sigh thinking about the argument we had last night.
"Hey Mom" I called out walking up the steps toward my room.
"Hey honey, there's a surprise in your room" I raised an eyebrow at mom's reply before continuing up the steps toward my room. I fixed my bag pack before opening my door and stepping in. I dropped my bag in shock and horror; I can't believe she did this…
"Mom!" I yelled turning around when I head mom's footsteps.
"What happened?" Mom asked and I let out a huff.
"What did you do to my room?" I asked gesturing toward it. Usually my room had the light lavender color with my dance posters of. Ballet shoes were on the shoe rack next to my bookcase which was right to the wall and filled with my different stuffed animals and my bed sheets were the nice green ones with orange and yellow flowers on it.
Now, my room was yellow, the color I detest the most. Well I can stand it if it was a little, but not like this. This is not acceptable. Not that I hate bright colors or anything because I love bright colors, it just… a gross color... Like orange. Anyway, my dance posters were all gone and were replaced by drawings of swirls or something. I don't what it was, it was just weird. My shoe rack was gone along with my ballet slippers, including these new cute pairs I bought. In its place was a make-up counter, a big mirror and make-up all over the table. My bookcase was no longer filled with my stuffed animals, but with actual books. My sheets were replaced with these ugly orange and yellow ones.
"Oh I remolded it" Mom answered. "Don't you like it?"
"No" I stated, I felt the guilt wash over me when I saw the look on mom's face, but I'm not going to act like I like my room when I hate it. "Where are all my things?" I asked.
"Honey, that doesn't-"
"Where are they?" I repeated.
"Some of the things I sold online, and others I gave away but there are some-"
"You did what?!" I asked horrified and shocked. I can't believe she did this.
"Well I thought it was good for a change"
"You thought, what about me?" I asked. "All of those ballet slippers cost a fortune, my dance posters were my inspiration, my stuffed animals and my sheets are my memories and I hate the color yellow!"
"Don't take the tone with me" Mom snapped.
"Don't take that tone?" I asked. "How can I not? When you don't even realize that you've done everything wrong and everything is ruined"
"Alex-"
"Where are my things that you didn't give away or sell?" I asked through gritted teeth.
"…."
"…."
"Well…" I said hands out.
"I don't want to answer" Mom said as she childishly crossed her arms and turned her head. I screamed frustrated. Mom turned back to me with narrowed eyes as I full blown out glare at her. "There in the basement-"
I ran past her, down the steps and toward the basement. Mom was right at my heels as I walked down the basement steps. I turned on the lights, looking around for some kind of box and found them in the corner. I ran toward them, slightly surprised at the amount. I opened a box to reveal all my ballet slippers even the new cute pair and sighed relived.
"I still have to send them off" Mom stated as she reached toward my ballet shoes. I acted instinct and slapped her hands away.
"Don't touch them" I stated as I closed the box.
"Alexa-"
"I don't care what you do, but if you give or sell any of my things away I will grab everything and go live with dad"
"But custody-"
"If I cared about those stupid laws I would have said something," I snapped taking 2 boxes. I stumbled a bit at first and would have fallen over if not for mom.
"Here the least I can do is help-"
"Don't you even try" I stated pulling away, and with a glare and before carrying everything up the steps. When I had managed, mom wouldn't talk to me.
I rubbed my temples as I thought of the previous night. Mom has the most serious mood swings and she is the one person who gets on my nerves like this.
While was I was preoccupied by my thoughts, I didn't notice the bus pull up but luckily some rude person bumped into me when they were getting on the bus. I quickly got on, and slid into an open seat and looked out the window. I sighed banging my head on the window.
"Ah…" I said turning away from the window rubbing the red spot, soon to be bump on my forehead.
"Alex, Alex, excuse me, Alex!" I blinked as the music stopped and I heard my name. I slid my headphones off, turning around to see Mandy panting and her hair a mess.
"Hey…?" I answered unsure. Mandy looked up a fierce glare in her eyes. I coughed, rubbing my neck awkwardly and avoiding eye contact. Suddenly Mandy's bag whipped my arm.
"Ow!" I cried out avoiding her bag.
"I've been calling you for the last minute for help while was I getting trampled!" She cried out as she continued to hit me.
"Okay I get it, I'm sorry" I said wincing.
"Better be" Mandy stated fixing her outfit and hair and finally stopped hitting me. I let out a sigh of relief as I got my books. "What are you listening to anyway?" Mandy asked eyeing my headphones.
"Something you wouldn't like" I stated closing my clocker.
"Hey, don't be such a downer, it's almost the end of the school year-"
"And then we be back and have to repeat the entire year-"
"Yes but then we only have the repeat 2 more years after that" Mandy stated a grin on her face. I smiled rolling my eyes. Mandy was also so optimistic, it's so hard to be grouchy around her. "So what's wrong anyway?"
"My mother" I said with a sigh on the remembrance of what had happened.
"Ouch, what did she do?" Mandy asked.
"She, without my permission redecorated my entire room" I stated and Mandy gasped.
"No" I nodded.
"Yeah and she painted it yellow and was about to give all my things away"
"Even your ballet slippers"
"Especially my ballet slippers"
"Geez, your mom seriously needs to take a chill pill" Mandy stated probably remembering the time Mom tried to get me to try out for cheerleading bribing the teachers so I make it. Obviously I quit, cheerleading was too noticeable and no one was really nice.
"Right-"I bumped into a wall falling back on the floor my things scattered.
"Man…" I mumbled as I began to pick up my books.
"Oh, sorry, let me help" a voice stated making me look up to see Seth Clearwater. A blush instantly raised and mentally smacked myself for blushing. He was probably one of the most wanted people at this school but that didn't include me. I just don't go for the cute, tall, type of person…. Alright who am I kidding? I think he is one of the best-looking guys there is but that doesn't step away from the fact that I'm the shy, un-pretty nobody and there's also the fact he probably doesn't know my name.
"No, I-I-I-It's o-o-okay" I stammered, noticing the books in his hands, and took them away. Seth looked up and I felt my blush deepen as I looked into his eyes, his warm chocolate brown eyes. I looked down and rapidly picked up my things. "Sorry for running into you" I said quickly as I stood up and grabbed Mandy.
"Hey wait-" I was long gone to hear the rest of what Seth had said.
3rd P.O.V
Seth blinked as he felt someone bump into him. He looked down to see a girl picking up her things.
"Man…" she mumbled and Seth felt the guilt wash over as he bent down.
"Oh, sorry, let me help" Seth stated after a quick apology as he began helping pick up her books. He eyed her books in slight surprise. 'French 1 and Spanish 2'
Who takes 2 languages at the same time?
"No, I-I-I-It's o-o-okay" the girl stammered, quickly taking the two books Seth had picked up and making him look up. His jaw dropped at the sight. She probably the most beautiful girl in the world, her curly blonde locks that just looked so soft; he just wanted to reach out and twirl it around his finger. Her eyes were bold and blue with a hint of silver. Her skin was pale and her cheeks had a natural rosy color. She didn't wear any make-up or- She suddenly looked down. Seth frowned in response to the movement but she quickly stood up all her books messily in her arms. "Sorry for running into you" She apologized quickly, grabbing a wrist of another girl and running away.
"Hey wait a second!" Seth called out but she had turned the corner and disappeared. He stood up and took a step but then heard something crack under his foot. Revealing what was under was a silver charm bracelet that had a broken charm. He cursed, something he didn't do often and rapidly picked up the charm bracelet and quickly followed the girl but when he got around the corner, the hall was filled with students. Where in the world is he going to find her? He didn't even know her name. He let out a sigh as he clutched the charm bracelet his hand.
"Oh my god, you just talk to one of the most wanted guys in school" Mandy stated looking at Alexandra who was splashing cold water over her face.
"No, I just made myself look like an idiot in front of one of the most wanted guys in school" Alexandra corrected, grabbing some paper towels and drying her face.
"Same thing" Mandy stated waving it off with a grin. "So when I can start planning the wedding?"
"Shut up" Alex stated pushing her away, looking in the mirror, she pulled her hair up in a ponytail and grabbed an extra rubber band on her wrist about to pull it up when she noticed something missing. A panicked gasp erupted as she dropped her hair, it falling back down.
"What happened?" Mandy asked as Alex began to rub her wrist and then search her body.
"My charm bracelet!" she panicky stated, her attention focused on Mandy, her hands on her shoulders, startling Mandy at the sudden movement.
"What charm brace- Oh…" Mandy said coming into realization at Alex's bugged eyed emergency.
"It's gone" She said shaking Mandy.
"O-okay, first stop shaking me" Mandy ordered and Alex obediently stopped shaking her and went to pacing the room.
"Alright, now listen" Mandy stated as Alex continued to pace. "Listen" She said grabbing Alex's arm and turning her and gaining all of Alex's attention.
"The bracelet is probably in the hallway or it might have caught on something or it might be in your locker"
"Right, you're probably right, please be right" Alex said as she started to pace again. Mandy sighed, she knew how important that bracelet was. It was from her grandma who out of her entire family was the most supportive with her dream, as to buying her first real pair of ballet slippers and the charm bracelet to keep her luck. Alex never took it off especially since her grandma passed away a couple months back.
The bell rang for class erupting Alex's panic attack.
"We'll find it after school, hopefully someone found and returned it to the front office or something" Mandy replied to Alex's panicked look.
"Right," Alex said as she flicked her nails together. Mandy was one of the smartest people in school, so her answer was logical and had to be right, right?
It suddenly hit Alex as she was trying her best to focus on the lesson being taught.
'A Papillion, it means butterfly…'