So I decided to write some more of this story because I am in a pretty good mood. My friend and I found a stray kitten today in the Wal-Mart parking lot of my town. Poor thing. So I took it home and now it has a home! I named him Wally, since we found him at Wal-Mart and we call the store Wally World, I know weird huh? Anyways enjoy the story!

Characters:

Chelsie Hightower – Genevieve "Gen" Donovan

James Maslow

Crystal Reed – Angela Ryder

Kendall Schmidt

Candice Accola – Krista Schaller

Grant Gustin

Alan Cumming – Fegan

Stanley Tucci – Sebastian

Mackenzie Foy – Lizzie Evans

Halston Sage

I had almost forgotten, I do not own any of the characters or their portrayers besides my name haha and I also do not own the title name, it rightfully belongs to the real Cirque du Soleil.

The next morning I was woken up by someone's touch. "What the hell?" I screamed at some old geezer that was trying to grab at me. He gave me that creepy lustful look, the pervert. Quickly, I smacked his hands away and grabbed my things before running down the park and away from the creep. "Geesh, New York is definitely not a safe place at all." I mumbled to myself. Oddly enough I was still holding the paper for that circus my mother had given me, was it really such a great idea to join? I mean after everything that has happened to me so far?

Perhaps I shouldn't. Besides, I thought circuses were for freaks only, and I am not a goddamn freak.

"Whoa! Sorry about that!" someone said as they ran into me knocking my bag out of my hands and spilling its continents. "It's okay, it's not like my life is getting any better, "I sighed bending down to pick my things up. The stranger and I both reached for my cell phone and our hands touched. Just touching skins with the person made me feel tingly, what in the world? I looked up to meet a pair of gorgeous hazel eyes. "Oh…" I said softly mesmerized by his eyes. The guy flashed me a smile, "I'm sorry again about that. Hopefully I didn't break anything." Speechless, I stood up and nodded. He raised an eyebrow standing up to look me in the face, "So I did break something?"

Way to go Gen. "Uh…n..no….not by what I can tell." I managed to say. God if this guy was any better looking, he'd probably be swimming in my drool. He gave me another perfect smile, "Great, so I guess I'll see you around?" I nodded, "Yeah, absolutely." As I clutched my bag to my chest, he nodded and began to walk away. Just looking at his back made me shiver, why was I getting all of these feelings by some stranger I ran into? Sadly though, I might never see him again. If only I would of thought to get his name at least but it was too late to ask. He had already turned the corner and was out of sight.

The paper for the circus had fallen on the ground and I bent over to pick it up. Maybe I should reconsider this decision. What have I to lose on just auditioning for it? It's not like my life can get any worse. And to my luck, today was the last day to audition for a spot.

The address on the paper had led me to this grey tall building in the middle of the towns square. I had figured that there wouldn't be any people to audition for this thing; it couldn't possibly be that famous. But there happened to be many people just registering and waiting to be called.

"Is that Genevieve Donovan?" I heard a few people begin to whisper as I walked up the steps to register. "What could she be doing here?" Another whispered. "I heard she was kicked off her team for having such a low score!" "What makes her think she can make it here?" "Poor thing, probably didn't have another choice, couldn't let go of her old life." "How sad."

The whispering around me only became more and more irritating. It wasn't a joke when people say that news travel fast.

Holding my head up high and eyes ahead with confidence, I strode to the front office where a black girl sat filing her long nails. "I am here to audition for Cirque du Soleil." I said ignoring the whispering that was coming from a few girls standing not far from me. Without looking at me, the girl placed a piece of paper in front of me, "Fill it out and go wait with the rest." I opened my mouth to say something until a pale, slim brunette walked up to the office followed by a blue eyed, perky looking blonde. "There's no need for that Shya, she doesn't need to audition," the brunette smiled at me.

Shya rolled her eyes, "Angela, you know Fegan said all the people have to audition." That's when Shya finally looked up at me and her eyes widened. "She's Genevieve Donovan, she doesn't need to. We know what she can do." The blonde laughed looking up and down at me. "Follow me please," the brunette, Angela, spoke and gestured down the hall.

We walked in silence for a few moments. "How do you know what I can do?" I finally asked. The blonde sighed, "We've seen your competitions and must I say we were quite impressed by what you can do." I scoffed, "Then you probably didn't see my last competition." Angela raised her eyebrows and gave me a side glance, "Oh we saw. And we were very impressed by how you took that fall and still got out there. Very graceful."

We walked down a few more halls until we came to a black door marked 'Director'. The blonde pounded on the door then, "Feeeggaannn! She's here just like you had said!" Had I heard right? The man could not have possibly predicted I would be here. Then again, it was a circus deal. The door flew open and a late forties man with unusually spiked hair and grayish stripes stood there with a bored expression, "Krista, must you always be so uproarious?"

The blonde, whom I'm assuming was Krista, giggled, "Oh Fegan, you know how I am. I like to make an entrance at all times." Fegan waved her off and stepped towards me, "You must be the famous Genevieve Donovan, Gen for short. Born July 20, 1989. Natural blonde. Has done gymnastics since the age of 3. Joined the All American Gymnasts team at the age of 18. And has never had a boyfriend. You also found our ad through a poster your mother gave you just before being kicked out of the house." My jaw dropped. Okay half that stuff could be found on Wikipedia or google but not the last two facts. "How did yo…?" I began but Fegan held up a hand to stop me.

"Fegan here is a psychic, believe it or not. He's pretty good too." Angela laughed and looked towards me. Now I was the one impressed. "Okay, now I wouldn't be surprised if you told me you were a mermaid or something." I snorted. Krista began to giggle and Angela just shook her head and chuckled. "Come right this way." Fegan finally said and stepped aside to let me in through the door.

Inside was a large room filled with many obstacles or you could say. Some of the stuff I hadn't even seen before. They had many gymnastics material along with some odd looking things. "Welcome to Cirque du Soleil." Fegan said as he placed a hand on the small of my back and slightly pushed me forward.

There were many people here; it went from gymnasts, dancers, singers, and even actors. "And this is just a little glimpse of what we actually do. This is just practice." Angela whispered as she walked up beside me. "What do you do then?" I asked turning back to her. A smile formed on her lips as she turned to her blonde friend, "She wants to know what we do." Krista smiled as well, "Then let's show her." They shed their sweaters off and then sweatpants leaving themselves only in matching sleeveless under armors and tights.

At first I expected for them to do flips or something but no, it was beyond that. Angela bent her body backwards touching the ground with her hands but it didn't stop at that. She continued to fold her body back to where her behind was completely touching her spine and her forearms were now on the ground. She raised a leg up pointing her toes and holding her position.

What Krista did next impressed me the most. She slowly climbed on top of Angela and used her hands to grab on to Angela's foot while her feet that were on her bent knee helped give some momentum in her small jump. Krista slowly balanced her body at the tip of Angela's foot. And like Angela she didn't stop there. With ease she rotated her legs back and raised them up doing a split in the air and held the pose. After holding a few more seconds Krista jumped off Angela's foot and landed gracefully on both feet. Angela quickly unraveled her body and they both bowed. They automatically earned a clap from me. "And you'll be learning how to do that and more." Fegan said as he placed a hand on my shoulder. Maybe joining this place wouldn't be such a bad thing.

Fegan asked Angela and Krista to begin my training today, which is funny because I expected to spend the day today filling out paperwork to be in this thing. "So why did I not have to audition like any normal people?" I asked Angela as she helped me get into the practice clothes they gave me. After she helped my slip it on, she met my eyes, "Because we've seen what you can do. And in some way we always did wish we had people like you. Just seeing you perform and compete, we could tell that you had a passion for it. That's what this place has been lacking lately." Krista frowned as she came inside the dressing room, "Oh stop with that nonsense Angela, everyone here's got enough passion."

Angela rolled her eyes, "Please, many of the people here are only here for the fame and spotlight they are given like…for example that mean and nasty Halston. Just because she's dating the Cirque's main star she thinks she's all that and because she thinks she's oh so amazing at aqua dancing, which is so lame if you don't ask me."

"Oh just because she's dating J…" Krista was broken off by a scream and laughter. All three of us rushed out to see what all the commotion was about. Angela huffed as she placed her hands on her hips, "I swear Halston is such an attention whore." I looked towards the blonde that sat on the floor laughing as a blonde and brunette guy stood around her. "Come on Hals, stop acting so childish," the brunette that had his back to us laughed. Why did the voice sound so familiar?

Krista shook her head as she watched the blonde girl stand up and wrap her arms around the brunette's neck, who still looked oddly familiar from the back, "I still don't understand what he sees in her." Angela threw her head back and laughed, "Do you not see it? He loves it when girls fawn over him and Halston was the one that pretty much gave him all the attention he wanted. I doubt he even actually likes her." I was strangely curious on who this mystery guy was, "And what's the name of the guy she's hugging then?"

Angela crossed her arms, "That's her boyfriend, the one we've been speaking about. And his name is James Maslow." Just as Angela said his name, the brunette guy turned his head to where I could perfectly see him. A gasp escaped my lips. It was the same guy I had ran into earlier today. He was the blonde's boyfriend.

Once James' noticed me, he flashed me a smile and winked.

In that instant, I hated his guts.

This will definitely be a long journey for me.

Annndd the plot thickens haha. What do you think Gen will say to James now that she knows who he is? Sorry it was a short chapter, Wally wouldn't leave me alone and so I was forced to write half of this chapter with one hand lol Anyways REVIEW!