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Wednesday, December 7, 2011

My Book: Chapter 1

Hai!! I'm writing a book! Well, I have been for a while. Like a long while. I'm going to show you the first chapter of it! It's quite sad, so for those of you that don't like sad, dramatic stories, I wouldn't read this. So, read it and tell me what you think!! It's not about gyaru or anything like that, so people that aren't into gyaru reading my blog can read this!! It's pretty long and I didn't want it to take over my blog so click read more to, of course, read more!!

here you go:



Chapter 1
     
Now, Lilia Silversmith has been given the opportunity that every young ballerina dreams for, to have a chance at being big; to have their graceful steps and twirls mean something. This is a dream, so it seems, but little do these girls, including Lilia, know the harsh reality of the ballet world. Of course you’re probably thinking, “Working in a ballet company must be an amazing experience; your own vanity stall, new, shiny pointe shoes, beautifully elaborate costumes, day after day of dancing and nothing more. What more could a girl want.” You see, that’s the illusion. Of course for some people this experience can be life changing in a positive way but for others it might be life changing in a, let’s say, slightly negative way. Well for example, there’s Lilia; a sweet, innocent, smart, little ball of radiant light thinking she’s going to become a famous prima ballerina, to travel the world and perform in all the greatest ballets and meet all of the world’s most famous dancers. This is Lilia’s story in this journey many young dancers decide to make. This is her story of growing up and facing cold, raw reality.
      Lilia felt so alive every time she first walked into the Ballet Le Mystique Ballet Company building. The smell of powdered resin and oak wood filled her nose delightfully. She passed dance studio after dance studio, everyone in them working for the same thing she was working for the leading role in one or more of the big ballets that are put on by Ballet Le Mystique, like Giselle in Giselle and Odette in Swan Lake. She was new while so many girls at this company have been here for several years and have such a better chance at succeeding. This isn’t what Lilia really believed. That was what her mother, friends, and old dance instructors believe. Lilia believes she is a wonderful, outstanding dancer that is fresh-faced and willing to put her biggest effort into getting the part she desires and devoting her personal life to dancing. Well, she really is. Lilia does know that she is shy, quiet, and innocent, but she isn’t about to let the personality flaws that made school a living nightmare for her ruin her hopes and dreams at becoming a prima ballerina. She was independent and relied on herself. She never had many friends and she never really thought she needed them. To her dance was a friend; dance was her life. When she woke up in the morning, the first thing she thought of was dance. During the day, dance steps and routines filled her brain. At night she’s lie awake thinking about tomorrows dance class. In her sleep she dreams of dancing on stage in front of four thousand people. Dance seems to control her body like a drug addiction. She admits she is a little bit obsessive over dance, but dance is all she has ever had. I mean her family doesn’t understand what she wants to do with her life. Her only friend, Jesse, acts like Lilia is invisible and hangs out with a group of girls wearing Abercrombie, with straight hair and glossy lips. Lilia could never be one of those girls. She wasn’t ugly. She was very pretty. She could look the part if she tried, but she didn’t act like them. She didn’t giggle constantly or talk all the time and she never could. She was serene. She liked to wear soft ballet warm up clothes and natural makeup to school and she had wavy, light brown hair that she left down except when she was dancing. She was also quiet. So quiet that often, she would go whole school days without talking. Even though she was pretty no one seemed to notice her. They would talk about anything with their friends around her. She saw and heard everything but they never saw or heard her.
      Jesse had been the only person that she could turn to when she needed someone. Jesse liked to help and comfort people. Lilia would come and cry and moan about how she injured herself at dance or how the teacher is too hard on her even thought she works the hardest out of everyone in her ballet class. Lilia stuck to Jesse for the longest time, but when they got into high school they slowly began to drift apart. In their sophomore year is when Jesse started talking to Casey, a tall, tan, blond with everything Abercrombie and the straightest, shiniest hair. Jesse began to ignore Lilia more and more to the point where Lilia would call and Jesse would pick up the phone and hang up so she didn’t have to hear the phone ring over and over, let alone talk to Lilia. At school, Lilia would try to be with Jesse but Jesse would glance over her shoulder, pout her lips a little more and walk fast to catch up to Casey and the rest of her friends. Lilia didn’t take it that hard, however. She had other things to focus on; like schoolwork and dance. She would sit alone in classes and eat alone in the crowded cafeteria. She didn’t mind and nobody seemed to care.

      In Lilia’s junior year of high school, she decided that she had other priorities besides sitting alone and working on maths papers. She had to focus on the thing taking over her body. It seems silly to say that dance told her to quit school and audition for ballet companies in the city, but without dance she wouldn’t have even thought about quitting school. When she told her mother about her plans, her mother was devastated. She reprimanded her about throwing her future away and ruining any opportunity of becoming a successful lawyer like her. Lilia didn’t want to be a lawyer she wanted to dance. She only wanted to dance. Didn’t her mother understand that? Lilia told her that she was going to the city to audition for ballet companies. Her mom just snorted and said, “You’re going to choose a one out of a million dream instead of choosing over a successful, good paying job as a lawyer?” Lilia didn’t care what her mother said. She was used to people saying that a future in dance is virtually impossible. She would tell them of all the famous dancers and their success stories. They would only explain to her that she is not them she is only a little girl and that her plan isn’t practical. But she wasn’t about to let someone crush her dreams like that. She believed that if you want something bad enough and you really work for it, you will get it in due time.