Practice Makes Almost Good Enough (OPEN)

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Celia Alessandra Victoire Sinclair was afraid of nothing. Or at least, she pretended as much.

That was one of the greatest things about being an actress, or so she believed- it was that, no matter how you really felt, if you were skilled enough you could make anybody believe anything.

It was so hard sometimes, so hard. Lucky for Ceci, though, she was able to have an escape, all her own, just for her. That escape prevented her from dwelling on all the crap that was happening at home and for once, to be able to have fun and be happy.

Happiness.. when she thought of it she thought of the auditorium. The place where she would practice her acting. The place where her theatre class was. The place that was like a second home to her, though really it was more like her first, because the place she lived she would never actually call a home.

Home is where the heart is, isn't that what they'd say? If that was true, then her home wasn't her house at all, it was in Ouran, right in this room here. She was at home when she was onstage.

Here she'd practice day after day, in between visiting the host club and Big Brother Tamaki. Celia loved this place, she lived and breathed theatre.

Practice didn't make perfect, not even close. Not yet, anyway. Not ever, not for Celia. There was always room for improvement; no matter how many times she practiced this one scene. The play coming up would have to be spectacular, she wouldn't take any less. And playing the main role only made it that much more important that she practiced.

Even if it didn't make perfect, it did make almost good enough. When was 'good enough'? She didn't know yet, she hadn't gotten there. But when she did, she'd know. And that day would be when her pride finally reached its peak.