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The Ballerina	By : Emmily Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 1430 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Orlando Bloom. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-The Ballerina.
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AUTHOR: Dark Isil Daughter.

GENRE: Romance/General.

RAITING: NC-17(Sex and Oral)

SUMMARY: Just like the title implies…Orlando meets a really young and promising ballerina that’s struggling to get the recognition she wants for her talents, her beauty and innocence draws him to her …will their love be worth enough for sacrifice everything?

PAIRING: Orlando Bloom/Stephany Loire(OC).

A/N: This fic was inspired in a friend of mine which passion for ballet and Orlando Bloom amazes me…her passion for ballet comes from her heart and soul so my friend this fic is for you.

OTHER: “ ”= MEANS NORMAL CONVERSATION.
‘ ’=MEANS THOUGHTS.

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“THE BALLERINA”
Chap. I: Her Story(I).

The sun was entering through the windows and the rays were softly glowing strong and weaker at the same compass of the soft and harmonious music that filled the room, the music was a soft lullaby that was being played excellent and precisely so the harmoniums compass wouldn’t be broken and the spell could remain intact. The expert hands were smoothly and tenderly moving almost like floating over the Ivory white and black keys of the piano his soul and heart were focused in the lullaby he was playing, but his eyes were fixed on the young woman that was in that moment enchanted by the music and lost in her own world.

Slow and rhymed motions it seemed like that in her mind but others that see it would see beautiful and peaceful movements, her body was smoothly and delicately moving at the compass of the music, when she was dancing there was nothing more in the world that mattered more than her art. Her body softly moved against the smooth wooden floor her body was her tool to make such beautiful and precise movements, her arms, hands and legs moved beautifully with the music…move,stop,move,jump,turn…it was like that but she made those usual moves look like beautiful and enchanting movemenHer Her mind, soul and heart were place in made those perfect movements with her dancing tool.

The music started to slowly end and finally the room was left in silence at the same time her movements stopped when the music ended…she stood there breathing calmly and tranquil as she heard someone whispering about her performance…her eyes opened and looked at the sun rays that were entering through the window…

“Well Miss Stephany” an elderly woman said to her “You did it amazing again”

Stephany stretched her arms and tilted her neck from side to side “Thank you Madame Bareux”

“If you keep going like this you will be recognized pretty soon my child” Madame Bareux smiled at her “You may leave now Miss Stephany”
“Yeah I will” She answered as she walked to her stuff “Thank you very much”

“You did it good again” a manly voice said behind her “You danced well again”

“Well…thanks” she turned around and faced him “But as my best friend Matt you’re always obligated to say that”

Matt laphed at her remark “Orlando tells me the same thing”

“You really want me to believe you know Orlando Bloom” She annoyed said.

“Yes because I do” he said kinda angry at her disbelief “Well but I really meant what I say”

“I know you do but I like to tease you” sas nas now walking besides him “You performed excellent too”

“Maybe I did” he sighed and looked at her young friend “But playing the piano is not compared to ballet”

“Of course it is” she encouraged and patted his shoulder “Besides you’re already famous…you’re a step higher than me”

“But close you will be there too” he looked at his friend “Now that you’re eighteen you may be able too”

She deeply sighed and looked down “I hope so” her eyes then stopped at him “I must go home now”

“Want me to give you a ride?” he asked her and she nodded “Fine let’s go”

They exited the dance studio and went to his expensive black Mercedes. Matt was her best friend he was really handsome, he had black hair, green eyes and a very nice built body, to he Matt was more than her best friend he was like a brother he was older than her so he knew more t tht the facts of life(A/N: If you’re wondering he’s 26 and she’s 18). Matt was a also a real famous pianist and painter so obviously he knew a lot of famous people his girlfriend was the famous model Kathy De Fleur and he also knew the downs of being a famous person somes hes he was implied in romance affairs with Avril Lavinge, Britney Spears, Charlize Theron, etc. Even though he was a nice, kind and funny person he kept telling her that he knew Orlando Bloom since ‘childhood’ at least that what he said…sometimes she bought it thinking that maybe it could be true.

“Steph!!!” his voice brought her back to reality “We’re here”

“Oh yeah right” She said and opened the door of his car “Thank you Matt”

“Yeah bye” He said and looked at her “See you around”

“Yeah, bye” She watched him go and turned to face the door “Umm…he’s lucky”

She opened the door of her house, maybe her house wasn’t the biggest or elegant but she liked it anyway she felt comfortable there it was the house where she had grow up and lived with her father before he died, now she only lived with her mother even though they both knew her obvious talents to ballet and that she could easily became a well know ballet dancer Stephany didn’t wanted to leave her mother alone especially after the doctor told her that all the pains she had were because she had cancer and it was to advanced to do something for her now. After her mother was proved to have cancer they run some tests on Stephany to be sure if she was clean of cancerous cell and she was, she she just couldn’t leave her mother if she were to go away no one will be there to take care of her even though her mother told her she could take care of herself she didn’t wanted to leave her.

Stephany’s mother was a well known writer so she could easily keep her work on the house that wasn’t a big change after they told her she had cancer she always worked in the house but just to make sure everything went fine Stephany worked as a waitress in a well famous restaurant the money she earned in her job was used to pay her dance school and some other stuff she wanted so the money her mother earned was to the primal stuff, now that she had finished her high-school studies she could focus on dance besides that her mother didn’t needed to pay the high-school anymore. Stephany putted her stuff on a hanger near the door and made her way to the living room as she walked she could hear classical music and the clicks of the keys of a laptop so it was obvious her mother was working a woman in her thirties was sitting in the living room.

“Hello Mom” Stephany greeted her mother as she entered the living room “Working already?”

“No…I’m writing down some ideas to my next book” her mother answered and patted the sit next to her so her daughter could sit “So how’s my little ballerina?”

“Well…I’m fine” Stephany said and she sited besides her mother “Madame Bareux congratulated me again”

“Really?” her mother beamed and her daughter nodded “Well maybe you could be close to become a great dancer.”

“Maybe I will” Stephany answered “So what are your ideas mom?”

“Well I can’t tell you that yet you must wait till I publish the book” her mother happily said “Do you have to go work today?”

Stephany looked down at her hands “Yes I must go”

“Stephany I don’t know why you have a work” her mother told her and looked at her young daughter “You don’t need to do it”

“Mom we have talk about and you told me it was fine” Stephany stood up and walked to the doorway “Besides I want to know how the real world is…do you want some coffee before I go?”

“No thanks I already have one” her mother returned to work in her laptop “Be careful ok?”

“Yeah mom” Stephany said as she walked out of the living room and went to her room “If I don’t hurry I will be late”

Stephany changed into her uniform that consisted in a black silk mini-skirt, a white button silk long leaved shirt that accented her body, a white apron and black high-heels. She bided farewell to her mother again placed a black trench coat and walked out of the door after she caught the bus she went to her work. The restaurant was really fancy and expensive that’s why she required such a formal uniform so the image of the restaurant wouldn’t be spoiled she worked there from six to eleven pm, the restaurant was big, the tables were decorated with silk tablecloths, roses, fine porcelain plates, crystal glasses and goblets, silver forks, spoons and knifes besides the band pla played every night. The moment she entered everyone greeted her.

Stephany Loire was a kind, social , outgoing and nice woman, everyone in her work and school appreciated her, plus she was really beautiful had had shoulder length black hair, her hair was brilliant and silky, her skin was smooth and milky white, she had a well built feminine body and it was well proportioned, her face was perfect and innocent and she had a pair of deep and kind violet-blue eyes. She made her way to her locker and saved her stuff after she did that she arranged her hair.

“Hey Steph” Clara greeted her “You came just in time”

“Hey Clara so what’s up?” Stephany asked at her friend “How’s collage?”

“Fine…I guess” Clara sighed and sited down “But it’s really difficult”

“I know it is…” Stephany looked at her friend “So I guess your turn it’s over”

Clara stretched her body “Yes I must go study I have an exam tomorrow” she walked to her locker

“Really?” Stephany asked and Clara nodded “Well good luck then”

“Yeah thanks” Clara took out her stuff “Bye”

Clara left and Stephany exited the worker room and the kitchen, the restaurant was already crowded with people, yeah it was true that it was the fanciest and expensive restaurant and usually only people with good money went but sometimes there were people there that went to celebrate an anniversary or other special event not like those snobs that went there because they wanted and had money to waste while other tried hard to earn it. Even thought those thoughts were always in her mind she always treated everyone with utter respect and sympathy just like any good waitress was supposed to, her boss was really proud of her and considered her his best waitress because some clients returned only to be attended by her. It was nearly 8:30 whtephtephany entered the kitchen to rest for awhile she sited on a chair and leaned against the counter.

“Stephany there you are” her boss called her.

“Yeah” She said and turned around to look at him “You need something?”

“Well in fact I do” he said and looked at his best waitress “There’s a real important person here and I want you to go and take their order”

“Oh…you want to cause a good impression so they will return here” Stephany casually said and he nodded “Oh I don’t know…I’m tired”

“Please he’s a Hollywood star” He pleaded but she didn’t flinch “Fine I will give you an raise in your payment”

Stephany smiled and stood up “Boss you have a deal there” she turned around “Which table?”

“Table number forty-five” He answered when she was going out.

Stephany sighed the table forty-five was the best table in the restaurant but well her boss told her it was a Hollywood star and when a star came he always gave that table really by that moment she was used to see stars like Liv Tyler, Brad Pitt with Jennifeistoiston, Ben Affleck with Jennifer Lopez when they were together, she had also seen Elijah Wood, Miranda O Sea Sean Austin, etc, she had seen a lot and when a star came the boss always send her to attend them. She reached the table there where two persons there a brown haired man and a blond woman, they were looking the menu she lightly shocked her head it was another star with his bimbo blond date and she couldn’t help but wonder what’s the thing with blond hair? Male stars always seemed attracted to them, she walked to them with a water pitcher and ready to take their orders.

“Good night and welcome” she politely greeted them for a int snt she felt her heart stop when the persons looked up the man was no other than Orlando Bloom her always fantasized crush “My name is Stephany and I will be your waitress tonight” she tried to look at the roses “May I take your order?”

“Umm…let’s see what shall we order?” the blond woman said and looked down at the menu “Umm…I don’t know”

“Maybe I shall return when you’re ready” Stephany said as she served them water, when she turned to serve water to Orlando her eyes connected with his chocolate ones “Well…I shall return when you’re ready”

“Yeah maybe you should” he said as their eyes were still locked with each other “This make take awhile”

Stephany smiled at him “Yeah, excuse me”

She slowly left while she was going she darted her eyes to look at him, a blush came to her cheeks when she saw he was still watching her apparently the blond woman was still looking at the menu, she returned to the kitchen and went to the workers locker room she sited down and tried to calm herself now she believed that miracles do exists she has been hoping since a lot of time ago since she first saw the first Hollywood star go to the restaurant that someday sometime Orlando Bloom will go to that restaurant and she might be able to meet him, bad thing he was with someone and that really angered and saddened her. She finally left and went to keep with her amazing job, she smiled her best smile and walked to them, the Blondie was now talking to him.

“Are you ready to order?” Stephany asked

“Oh…yeah” the blonde replied and looked at the menu, a chance they took to look at each other “I will like an Italian parmesan salad please”

‘A Salad so many time an only for a salad’ Stephany wrote down the order “Anything else miss?”

The blonde smiled “No thank you”

“And you Mister?” Stephany politely asked to Orlando

“Well I will like the Inuwe plate” he answered and looked at her with a smile

“Ok” Stephany said and gave him her best smile “And what would you like to drink?”

“Well we will like red wine please” the blonde answered “Only that for the moment being”

Stephany tried to keep her smile “I will come with your order shortly”

She took the menus and left to gave the order to the chefs, she was kinda angry for the attitude of the blonde she practically tell her to left away, anywhe nhe needed to keep with her work she knew she couldn’t wait till the order was over besides she needed to keep with her work she didn’t have time to think about the masked insult she gave her. She went to take the orders of other persons but every now and then she will look at them well more specifically she was looking at Orlando and every time she did he looked back at her, finally she took their orders and left of course not before she smiled at him, when she returned to ask them if they needed something more he was alone.

‘Umm…the blonde didn’t eat the salad…I should have know’ Stephany though as she saw the unfinished salad “Will you like a dessert?”

“Oh…no thank you very much” he answered

“Well in that case should I hand you the bill” she said and looked at him

“I guess so” he said and looked back at her

“So Mister Bloom” She finally addressed him by his last name and lightly blushed when he smiled at her.

“You don’t need to be so formal” he softly said to her

“Oh…ok” she politely said and looked at him with her deep eyes “Can I ask for your autograph, please?”

He only looked at her “Sure” she smiled and gave him a piece of paper “So how many time have you been working here?”

“Oh…well I have been working here for almost a year now” she answered, she smiled when he gave her the autograph “Oh thank you”
“Do you have…” he couldn’t finish and she felt a bit disappointed.

“Sorry I took that long” the blonde finally appeared and she wrapped her arms around his neck “Oh you already asked for the check”

“Here is the check” Stephany said and placed the check on the table she was really disappointed now “Pay at the counter please”

The blonde smiled at her “Thank you very much you’re really a polite girl”

“Thank you” Stephany tried not to spat at the blonde “Well I hope you have enjoyed your dinner and we hope to have you soon here”

“Yeah thank you” the blonde strangely said “Let’s go” she started to walk.

“Umm…mister Bloom” she softly said as he passed besides her

He stopped when he heard the young woman call him “I told you there wasn’t a need to be so polite”

“Yeah…it’s true I’m sorry” she looked up at him and blushed when she saw him so close to her ‘God he’s hot…how I want to kiss him’ she tried to relax “Thank you for the autograph…mister Bloom”

“It’s ok” he said to the blushing girl ‘She looks so innocent and cute’ he turned around “And you don’t need to call me mister just call me Orlando the next time”

She smiled at him “Yeah I will…next time I will”

She then watched him leave with that blond woman, she sadly sighed and turned around yeah like if miracles happened twice and she will be able to see him again but well faith is thet tht thing that died, she went to keep with her work when he finally left the restaurant, later in work she find out that woman was model Alexia Wheaton a very well famed model from Victoria Secret’s…well that only disappointed her only a bit more she was a well famed model and she was nothing and maybe she will never be nothing so what was the point in keep hoping that she will see him again…but faith was the last thing that died and vanished.

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A/N: Well I hope you like this I know maybe the first chap was a bit soft bu wil will be better on later chapters so I hope you like this…well anyway wait for my next chapter and I must said one more thing my friend to which I dedicate this fic, well her name is not Stephany the name was invented and so the plot she only inspired me with the ballet thing…oh yeah one more thing sorry for any grammar problem but English is not my native language so people please work with me…and reviews will be really appreciated.
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