"marry! dishes" I blew my pale blond hair out my eyes taking my pointed toe off of the headboard
"ok auntie grease!" I teased back skipping downstairs adding a little cartwheel she sighed
scolding me with her eyes "no dancing in the kitchen"
"aye aye captain" I said mock saluting her ,she playfully glared at me flicking some water at my noes
I laughed grabbing the plate from her
and starting to wash it ,by 7:55 my hands were like prunes but
I was done already
I dried my hands looking around to see if aunty greey was still home
"greeyyyy!" no answer
I squealed slipping off my slippers my pointers coming into veiw I peeled my jumper off keeping on my ballet white top and
tied my hair into and tight neat bun running out the house into the secret green house it was full of beautiful wild flowers witch grew by themselves
I turned on the radio wings by birdy playing
I got into position then slowly descended letting my foot slide my arm holding my leg in place
then the chorus came on so I flipped twirling at the end in the air I felt like I was dancing on air
I landed on a split then lifting my foot to my neck flipping low
strings of hair escaping my bun
"I didn't know I lived next to a ballerina"
I let out a scream falling back into the plants
"oh--are you usually this clumsy-lift your leg--no just-ow" I grunted as he finally got me out my leg was around his neck and my oyher grasped by his arm
my eyes wide as he chuckled leaning close "your really flexible I can use that"
I gasped un-twirling from him "and your-your ugh!"
I screamed frustrated
he chuckled "no really I can use you..you know for dancing" my cheeks turned red as beets and I cleared my throat
laughing nervously "of course I knew that pfft I was just..yea"
I said pushing my hair behind my ear
he gave me a card ,"you got some real talent meet up there tomorrow" he said then turned around walking away
I looked at the card my eyes popping out "uhh wait! I didn't get your name" I called out
he turned around smirking "arsen" his grey eyes looking into my bright blue ones "you?"
I gulped my throat dry "m-marriette" I stuttered mentally face palming
he finally walked away and I groaned sitting down but jumping when I heard his voice from outside "by the way...nice b
![](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/24950073-288-k394531.jpg)
YOU ARE READING
dancing on air BOOK 1
Short StorySHORT BOOK [1] marriette ann loved to dance.it was her passion every chance she got she would twirl and point her toes coming tired to school every day but what happens when the national worlds professional go undercover to find the best dancers and...