Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Chapter 41

In the blink of an eye, New Year’s Eve arrived.

The entire school was buzzing with excitement, and under the guidance of their teachers, the students carried their little stools to the schoolyard to sit.

The school distributed glow sticks to every student to set the festive mood

The first performance was a poetry reading, which nearly put everyone to sleep.

Backstage was a hive of activity.

Jennifer and the girls from Class Z were particularly anxious. Luck was not on their side as they drew the third–to–last slot. To make matters worse, they were scheduled right after Carina.

Canna had been a dancer since childhood, excelling particularly in ballet. Following her performance, comparisons were inevitable. “Jennifer.” A gentle voice called out, and Carina approached them slowly.

She was dressed in a blue and white ballet costume, with the hem of her skirt fluttering gently with her movements, reminiscent of gentle waves brushing softly against the heart.

She appeared ethereal, pure, and otherworldly.

Every smile and frown was perfectly placed, and although it seemed a bit deliberate, there was no denying her breathtaking beauty.

“How are you all prepared?” she asked with concem.

Jennifer replied disheartenedly. “We’re all set, but definitely not as graceful as your dance, Carina.”

“Don’t say that. You’re also great,” Carina said. “I saw the program list and it says all the girls from Clase Z will perform together. Why isn’t Flora here?”

“Why bring her up, Carina? Bad luck,” Jennifer said imitably at the mention of Flore. “She can’t dance, so she didn’t join. I really don’t get what’s so special about her. These days, people in our class almost worship her, just because her grades are slightly better.” Carina still smiled, “if she can’t dance, it’s probably for the best she’s not on stage. Today’s event is quite significant. If Flora w stage and couldn’t dance, it would surely upset the school executives, maybe even result in a major reprimand.”

tum. I need to get

her part, Carina left, leaving

went on

Class

broke out from the audience. Many boys whistled

lazily lifted

stage, Carina stood barefoot in her blue and white ballet costume. Her hair fell to her waist, tied only with

on her, making her look like

executing each movement to perfection. Her flexible body

watched for a while before lowering

To her, Carina seemed not so much

school executives nodded and praised continuously

his hair tied back watched Carina’s

hurried

ended, the crowd cheered

Canina bowed and exited the stage, smiling with

it was Class

Carina’s exceptional performance as their predecessor, Jennifer

watched with diminished

professional standpoint, their movements were

respects, there was nothing compelling

a dance? I’m

dance felt like a deep, soulful conversation, using extreme movements and performances to paint vivid pictures in the audience’s

to grasp the essence, resorting to superficial performance moves, which is why the audience was

had initially argued that they were ill–suited

the applause was sporadic and

left the stage with tears in

stage, continuing. “Please enjoy the next

pause in her voice. The program