Perfect score

That's lucky. My first day and it's precisely her turn. It really feels like destiny didn't want me to miss it.

"That's her", he needlesly points her out as we cross paths with her, announced by her partner-in-crime. Not that I'm jealous, that is not exactly what I would like to be to her, but still. I resent yet admire that spot.

The show starts and I wouldn't be able to take my eyes off her if I could keep up. There's tricks of lights, harnesses flying by, extras deviating your eye from the main attraction. She takes on and takes off, juggles and hovers. You think you see her and then she's gone. A hail of sparks calls for attention and there she is, alongside her inseparable companion. They make you believe as almost they come as a pack. They do most of the time, in my mind.

It's unanimous. Her mark is way higher than the other three's convined. Her name and score get off on the board in a much brighter shade and start blinking.

Could it be my subconscious fears what it has always been obvious to me will become obvious to everyone else? But it is happening in front of my very eyes and I can't believe everybody else now knows of her greatness.

I'm not even worried that I'm up next.