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" Esmée! Ta valise!" Esmée turned around to see her aunt hurrying towards her with her suitcase. Esmée stepped off the bus and went to meet her, " You wouldn't want to forget this, ma belle" Aunt Marie kissed her on the forehead.
"Thank you, Aunt Marie. I'm just so flustered today that I can't remember anything!" Esmée smiled at her aunt.
"Well that would make sense,mulberry on sale, young lady, because today you begin your future. I'm so proud of you! You know, your grandfather would be proud of you, too. Did I ever tell you that he was - "
"- A catcher in a famous circus act? Yes, Aunt Marie, you seem to be losing your memory," Esmée teased. An announcement crackled over the loudspeaker.
" The Cirque Du Soleil bus will be leaving the station in 5 minutes. All passengers should now be boarding. Thank you."
There was a screech as someone disconnected the P.A. Esmée stared at her aunt. Well,belstaff stiefel, this was it. She would be off to San Francisco any minute now. Her aunt squealed, and pulled her into a bone-cracking hug. Esmée tried to breathe as she was smothered in her aunt's scarf. Finally she was let go, and stared at her aunt who was grinning through her tears. She pulled a handkerchief out of her bag and offered it to her aunt, who gratefully accepted it.
"Well, Aunt Marie, I should probably go now. I only have…2 minutes before the bus leaves. I wouldn't want to miss it."
" No, no, ma cherie, you wouldn't at all," Aunt Marie gazed at her fondly, " Oh! I am going to miss you so much!" Aunt Marie pulled her into one last hug and kissed each of her cheeks, then gave her a push towards the bus, " Goodbye! Don't forget us, Esmée! Bonne Chance!"
Esmée waved at her aunt, but lost sight of her as she stepped into the bus. The windows were tinted, so it was difficult to see out. She headed down the aisle, and took her seat next to Flavien, who was already immersed in an Asterix comic. She had made it on just in time,Puma Complete, because the bus started to move as she sat down. She turned to Flavien, and grinned, " Well, here goes nothing." Flavien grinned back, and she pulled out a book of her own as the bus pulled out of the station.
The bus ride to San Francisco took 2 days. They would be joining the show Corteo, who were looking for a couple new acts, and they were staying in San Francisco for 2 months. They stopped in a couple of small towns along the way, to stretch their legs and pick up food, but otherwise they ate, slept and passed all their time on the bus. Esmée, Danielle and Flavien hung out the whole time, and they all enjoyed the small break from their usual hectic lives.
The bus pulled up outside their motel in San Francisco late at night, and they stumbled into their rooms with their baggage. Danielle and Esmée shared a room, and Flavien took the room next to them. The three of them stayed up pretty late, talking in Flavien's room. They were all really excited, and spent most of the time speculating on what their first day would be like.
"I wonder who we'll be doing our acts with!" Danielle said excitedly, rolling over on the bed opposite them, " I don't even know what apparatus I'll be doing, but I think I'd like to try a duo on trapeze."
"Well, I'll probably either be doing tissu, or a hand balancing act with Flavien. I wonder why they made us do alternative apparatuses during our training at the Cirque Du Soleil gym," Esmée pondered.
"Well, they probably wanted to see how quickly we learned, and I think they wanted to give us a basic coverage of all the apparatuses," Flavien explained.
"Yeah, that makes sense," Esmée said, squatting and doing a neat somersault across the bed. They heard a rap at the door,
"Ladies, it's going to be a long and tiresome day tomorrow. You should stop flirting with Flavien and get to bed," Their supervisor, Lorraine, called from outside. Esmée laughed nervously, and looked at Flavien, who was also bright red. Flavien yelled,
"We're not flirting!" out the door, but Lorraine just laughed and walked away.
"Well, we should probably head out now," Danielle suggested, and her and Esmée got up from the bed. Flavien got up too,
"Bon soir, mes dames," he grinned, and hugged them both. He shut the door behind them, calling out, " Gros Bises!" after them, and they entered their own motel room. As Danielle brushed her teeth in the washroom, Esmée waited in bed, thinking. She was lucky to have such great friends. She felt so content right now, just lying there in the darkness. She grinned as the image of a bright red Flavien came up in her head. 'He is so awkward sometimes,' she thought. 'Lorraine was just teasing, we're all just friends," Esmée laughed to herself. The idea of liking Flavien was really funny. They'd been friends for too long, they were too close to be in a relationship like that.
Danielle emerged from the washroom, came over and slid into bed, "Bon nuit, Esmée!" she whispered.
"Bon nuit," Esmée mumbled, already quite drowsy. Danielle turned off the bedside lamp, and the room went dark. Esmée felt amazingly happy right then, for no particular reason. 'Well,' she thought, ' I'm in San Francisco, about to start the rest of my life tomorrow, and I have two amazing friends with me, and that is probably why.'
And with that, Esmée closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
"Reveyez-vouz, may cherries!" Lorraine called.
Esmée groaned. There was nothing like waking up to horrible French so early in the morning. They would have to teach Lorraine how to actually speak French. She rolled over, and stared at Danielle, who was also cringing at the thick accent. Esmée flicked on the light, and stared at the clock. It was 6h00. She groaned even louder. It was so early! She rolled out of bed, stretched, and stumbled into the washroom. She stared at herself in the mirror. She had forgotten to take off her make up last night, and now it was smudged all over her face, not to mention her hair was a big greasy fuzz ball sitting on top of her head. She would definitely need a shower. She turned on the bathtub taps, closed the door, and eagerly stepped into the warm stream of water.
"Hey guys! Wow, I didn't know women functioned at this time," Flavien teased as they emerged from their room. Esmée punched him lightly on the shoulder,
"I'm a country girl, you dope," she smiled slyly at him, " I can deal with anything. Including evil little boys like you."
"Oooooooh, she just got you bad there, Flavien!" Danielle cheered.
"Pfft, you call that a burn?" he joked back, " I could do better."
"Really?" Esmée snickered,puma sneaker, " I'd like to see you try."
"You're on, girl!" He threw a ######## punch at Esmée, but Esmée dodged out of the way and two seconds later Flavien found himself in a headlock with Esmée giving him an enthusiastic noogie.
"Alright, alright, I give up!" he called out from under her arm.
"What's that?" she teased.
" You win! Just let me go." Esmée released him, and stood there grinning at him while he acted the part, dusting himself off and smoothing the wrinkles out of his shirt.
A big van pulled up next to them, and Lorraine stepped out.
"This is the van that will take you to the Cirque Du Soleil grounds. Jump in, everyone, we don't have much time!" Lorraine said. They all piled in as quickly as possible, and the driver threw their bags into the back of the van. The keys turned, and the engine sputtered to life. Esmée held in a squeal and pressed her face to the window to get a good look at their new home for the next two months.
"Esmée! Esmée! Hello? Are you paying attention at all?" Flavien waved his hand in her face.
"What? Oh! Sorry, Flavien, I was completely zoned out there,cheap louis vuitton bags! I must be more tired than I think…" she trailed off. She had been staring at the hem of Flavien's pants for some reason, just completely dazed out. That was strange, she thought, "…so what were you saying?" Flavien sighed.
" I was just explaining that we're supposed to work on our whole repertoire, to show to one of the coaches here. They'll teach us some new stuff, which we'll eventually turn into a routine."
" Oh, alright, so should we start off really basic then?" Esmée asked.
"Yeah, why not?" Flavien responded, " Here, let's do the one where you stand on my legs and lean out, into the back walkover…"
Flavien bent his legs, and grabbed Esmée's hands. Esmée carefully put one foot on Flavien's thigh, and then she boosted herself up so she was standing. Leaning out, she let go of one of Flavien's hands. Then she grabbed his shoulder, and he let go of her hand and grabbed her ankle. She leaned out even farther, and then she went into a back walkover. She came up, and looked expectantly at Flavien, "What next?"
Danielle landed perfectly from a series of back handsprings along the trampoline strip. Adrenaline coursed through her body and she grinned, panting but triumphant. She'd forgotten how much fun tumbling was. She was so glad they'd put her here to practice.
Sitting down, she grabbed her water bottle and took a long swig. She should probably stretch a bit more, since she hadn't done any major exercise for a couple days now. There was nothing like making it to Cirque Du Soleil and then being sent home on your first day because you pulled a muscle. She rolled her ankles and wrists in synchronization, and then tried going opposite directions. It was just a little challenge to make things more interesting.
She looked around the gym, her gaze fixing on Flavien and Esmée, who were working hard over on the floor. They hadn't lost anything in the two weeks since they had last practiced. They were so graceful, and yet they also looked really cute together. Danielle grinned. They would make a very good couple, but they were so shy, it would probably never happen. 'Hmm,' she thought, ' how could I help?' Danielle sighed, dropped her water bottle and went back to her work,Gucci Sacs A Main, but this time, her mind was on other things.
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