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Cadet
Ok, this is my first fanfic, so it will probably suck. And I promise that this will have syd ,vaughn ect. More, this is just the begining. This story takes place behind the scences of a ballet preformance.
Nat yelled in frustration" I can't get this eyeliner right and we have to be on in 15 minuets".
"nat don't have a spazz. I'll do it for you" replied Siobhan.
"Thanks. I'll never be good at doing my makeup" said Nat as she sat down in a chair beside Siobhan.
A couple minuets later a slim woman came in and said "You guys have to get to the stage now" .
"k. were coming" replied Siobhan.
Siobhan turned to the brown eyed beauty beside her and asked if she was ready yet
"Almost," she replied "I just have to find my other point shoe" she continued while picking up a pile of tutus. "Go ahead, it wont take me long"added Nat.
"Alright, but dont be late" pleaded Siobhan. Siobhan went out the door as Nat continued to look for her lost point shoe.
Approximatly 5 minutes later Nat found her shoe and ran down the stairs with it in her hand, hoping they hadn't started without her. Stopping for a breath, Nat put her other shoe on. Looking around she noticed that no one was around. She knew something was wrong... very wrong. Normally backstage was crammed with mumbo jumbo of dancers but no one was there!. Suddenly Nat heard a noise to her left. She went to see what it was. There was someone searching in the stage prop box! Nat did the first thing that came to mind. She snuck up on the man and then kicked him in the head. The man fell to the floor with a loud thud. Nat just stood there staring at the man, thinking about what she just did. When finally she managed to calm herself down, she heard carefully quiet footsteps. Not wanting to get hurt, she ran and hid in the nearest prop closet. Shutting the door Nat remembered that the closet dusty.
Nat's P.O.V
Man, this closet is really dusty. Uh oh dust makes me sneeze. Joy, im stuck in a closest with freakish people walking around, am I'm gooing to sneeze. K there has got to be a way to stop myself from my dangerous fate( sneezing)
End of P.O.V
Whoever it was so close to Nat that she could hear the person talking. That was when Nat figured out that there were two people; a man and a woman.
"I thought Kendall said that nobody would be here except for you know who" said the woman.
" He did say that" answered the man."
"Well he was wrong" said the woman sarcastically.
" What do you mean?," asked the man worriedly.
" Look its Sark on the floor," whispered the woman." I wonder who did that" said the man.
" We should find whoever it was that knocked him out" said the woman.
Finally, Nat couln't hold it in any more, she sneezed the loudest sneeze she had ever managed.
" What was that?' asked the man.
"It came from that closet" replied the woman. They opened the closet door, and Nat decided to say something." Dont come any closer. I have point shoes on" she threaghtened. Dammit, she thought. Now i sound like an idiot.
"Don't worry your safe" said the woman.
"Who are you?" asked Nat
if u like it let me know....im open for suggestions. if ur wondering why all the spelling mistakes are gone, my friend is a grammar whiz.
Nat yelled in frustration" I can't get this eyeliner right and we have to be on in 15 minuets".
"nat don't have a spazz. I'll do it for you" replied Siobhan.
"Thanks. I'll never be good at doing my makeup" said Nat as she sat down in a chair beside Siobhan.
A couple minuets later a slim woman came in and said "You guys have to get to the stage now" .
"k. were coming" replied Siobhan.
Siobhan turned to the brown eyed beauty beside her and asked if she was ready yet
"Almost," she replied "I just have to find my other point shoe" she continued while picking up a pile of tutus. "Go ahead, it wont take me long"added Nat.
"Alright, but dont be late" pleaded Siobhan. Siobhan went out the door as Nat continued to look for her lost point shoe.
Approximatly 5 minutes later Nat found her shoe and ran down the stairs with it in her hand, hoping they hadn't started without her. Stopping for a breath, Nat put her other shoe on. Looking around she noticed that no one was around. She knew something was wrong... very wrong. Normally backstage was crammed with mumbo jumbo of dancers but no one was there!. Suddenly Nat heard a noise to her left. She went to see what it was. There was someone searching in the stage prop box! Nat did the first thing that came to mind. She snuck up on the man and then kicked him in the head. The man fell to the floor with a loud thud. Nat just stood there staring at the man, thinking about what she just did. When finally she managed to calm herself down, she heard carefully quiet footsteps. Not wanting to get hurt, she ran and hid in the nearest prop closet. Shutting the door Nat remembered that the closet dusty.
Nat's P.O.V
Man, this closet is really dusty. Uh oh dust makes me sneeze. Joy, im stuck in a closest with freakish people walking around, am I'm gooing to sneeze. K there has got to be a way to stop myself from my dangerous fate( sneezing)
End of P.O.V
Whoever it was so close to Nat that she could hear the person talking. That was when Nat figured out that there were two people; a man and a woman.
"I thought Kendall said that nobody would be here except for you know who" said the woman.
" He did say that" answered the man."
"Well he was wrong" said the woman sarcastically.
" What do you mean?," asked the man worriedly.
" Look its Sark on the floor," whispered the woman." I wonder who did that" said the man.
" We should find whoever it was that knocked him out" said the woman.
Finally, Nat couln't hold it in any more, she sneezed the loudest sneeze she had ever managed.
" What was that?' asked the man.
"It came from that closet" replied the woman. They opened the closet door, and Nat decided to say something." Dont come any closer. I have point shoes on" she threaghtened. Dammit, she thought. Now i sound like an idiot.
"Don't worry your safe" said the woman.
"Who are you?" asked Nat
if u like it let me know....im open for suggestions. if ur wondering why all the spelling mistakes are gone, my friend is a grammar whiz.