silver stark . district seven | wip

There was once a time when smiling did not make my face feel as if it was aching. I loved to dance when I was young; my family and I were among the more fortunate in District Seven, so I was allowed luxuries such as dance lessons. My favorite thing wasn't the art of dance itself, but the clothes that went with it, specifically, tutus. Pink was my favorite color, so I was overjoyed when my mother brought home a blossom-pink tutu to match the rest of my dance attire.

The dance teacher, Ms. Steiner, was a kind woman who loved children and had a passion for ballet. For music, she would play the violin for the class as we danced to her routine. And as I'd twirl and twirl about in my pink little dance slippers, I'd watch Olivia Engel, or Ollie, as she liked to be called. She was my childhood crush and best friend. Ollie was always lighter on her feet than I was, more coordinated and graceful, more beautiful.