Lies of the Beautiful People

Alex shook his head at Brian, but couldn' help but chuckle a bit. Now he would make a decent performer. Alex hung back in his spot on the wall, watching the performers. Hmm....Sitting back in a daze, watching the dancers mesh togethor in a flurry of spins and tackles. That would be nice in a verse, or maybe in a bridge...MAybe he could break it up? Or...Alex pulled a pen from his pocket and wrote it down on his hand. He'd put it in later, but first he had to figure out what it'd be good for....
 
Ms. Ward dropped a worksheet with the basics of ballet on Rose's table. "Memorize this and come in later this afternoon to show me," she said crisply, disappearing into the studio. She watched the group her eyes picking the excellent from the pathetic. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed one of the new girls slipping out of the classroom into the studio. Before she said anything she noticed the way the girl was carrying herself and waited. Glancing down at her attendance list she located the girl's name, Emory, according to the sheet she was a dancer. Good, she needed some fresh talent to push and train. She was getting bored with her other students they were stagnant and until they started moving again she would not pay them any attention.


Rose
 
Emory, disiting that she wasn't going to get any instruction any time soon, started to do a ballet routine, she had been praticing before she got here. She lifted her arm, having perfect ballet hands and moved gracfully across the studio, doing spins and jump. As danced she felt better, more at home. As she finished her dance she took a deep sigh and stood in the middle of the room, waiting to get comented on by the teacher.
 
Ms. Ward slipped into the circle of dancers a greedy smile spreading across her face. "Your good but you seem a little stiff in your legs, your not getting enough stretch when you leap. Return to this class tomorrow in proper attire, do not even go into the classroom immediately began your stretching routine and then we will see what you really can do," she allow no emotion into her voice.
 
(Okay...Sorry, Bettsy)


Antonia walked into her dance class, her cheeks flushed because she was so late. "Hola, am I too late?" she asked, setting her bag down. She stretched her arms behind her head, ready to dance. Belly dancing was what she was good at, and it pissed her off whe people assumed it was a sexual dance. Because it wasn't, just like it wasn't weird for a Spanish girl to belly dance, either. She held her hair tie in her hair as she pulled her hair back into a sloppy dancer's knot
 
Emory smiled and wipped some sweat of of her face and pushed her hair out of her face. She looked up as a pretty Spanish girl walked into the studio. Not taking to much interest to the girl she sighed and walked over to one of the benchs in the corner of the room and plopped down, exasted. Wipping her face to get rid of the remaining sweat, laying on her face, she put her hair in a tight pony tail.


Connor plopped down next to the girl, Rose. He had been planning to try and pry out someones secret out of them and Connor thought Rose would be perfect. "Hey," he said in his most charming voice. He scooted a bit closer to her "We have never really met before, I'm Connor." he said sticking out his hand for it to be shook.
 
Brian spotted Ms. Ward talking to a girl; his face immediately brightened up upon seeing that it was Emory. She was probably dancing before, but he was too busy laughing with some guys to notice. Antonia walked in then, and Brian gave a little smile her way. Honestly, he thought it's kind of weird that she belly dances. But ah well. None of his business. It looks nice, anyway.He made his way to Emory, a cheery grin on his face. "Hey," he said, settling himself beside her. "You seem to be enjoying yourself. It's fun, isn't it? I, um... Wanna dance?"
 
Startled by the sudden appearance of this boy, Rose looked up from the paper a little dazed. It took her a moment to register what Connor had said and realize he was offering his hand. She quickly dropped the pencil and shook his hand, "I'm Rose," she said quietly pulling her hand out of his. She forced herself to hold his gaze ignoring the obnoxious amount of charm he was throwing into his voice. What did he want? Boys only talked so smoothly when they were after something.
 
Alex rolled his eyes at Connor, and seriously considered warning her about his a-hole-ness. Deciding that Connor's intentions would become clear to her soon, he just eased back into his wall, still hiding from Ms. Ward. If she saw him, he would be forced to dance. No doubt abput that. No doubt at all....What a crappie teacher.


Antonia used an extra hair-tie to tie her tee shirt up and around her waist, revealing her naval and surprisingly hard abs. She ran a lot, and belly dancing was quite a workout. She looked at the blonde boy, Connor, talking with the new girl. What a pig. Toni rolled her neck and shook her arms out, then started small with a "figure 8". She rolled her hips to make a figure 8 shape in the air, moving her hands with the movement of her body, almost looking like she was brushing her fingers through sand. After a few minutes of the simple move, she would go into a more complex routine.
 
"Sure." Emory said, not taking a moment to think about it. She lifted herself of the bench and to the middle of the room and waited for Brian to follow. She could not diside if he was doing this if he liked her or if he wanted a good dance partner so he could get a good grade. Sighed she put out her hand gentally, for him to take in his.


Connor smiled "It's nice to meet you," he began. Brushing some hair away from his face, in a very flirty way he sighed. "Do you want to have lunch with after class?" he asked, acting sweet.
 
Brian took Emory's hand and made sure that he gives her a smile. Their skin touched and he wrapped his fingers around her hand, feeling heat rushed to his face. He's always been giddy around pretty girls, but this one, she's even prettier than most girls he knew. He wasn't really a dancer, but he inhaled deeply and took the first step.
 
Emory smiled back at him with big eyes. She pulled him a bit closer and as they swayed back and forth she couldn't help but smile wider and wider. She giggled a bit as he tryed to dance. Gripped his shoulder a bit tighter to tell him to relax a bit. Her day was getting better and better every second.
 
Ms. Ward eyes quickly scanned the crowd locating the boy trying to hide against the wall. She strided over to him giving him the death look most teachers had mastered. "If you are not going to dance then you are going to stretch," she said snappily. Gesturing towards the ballet bar she lifted her leg resting it on the bar and then folding into a pike. She leaned back standing back up, "Your turn," she said icily. Most students, mainly boys, learned not to mess with her after a few stretching sessions in front of the whole class.


Rose looked at Connor her eyes full of distrust, she could see what he was getting at but he had absolutely no affect on her. I mean sure he was good looking but based on the looks all of the girls were giving him, he was not very trustworthy. However, maybe eating lunch with him would not be such a bad idea, she could pick his brain for information. "Umm, sure when is lunch?" she asked quietly.
 
Alex snapped his head up at Ms. Ward's scolding. He looked at the ballet bar and blinked, his eyes widened. "Um....can I be excused? I have to...ah...Pee," he said, seriously doubting that she would let him. Damn it, he was going to have to stretch, wasn't he? He wasn'tflexible - he was like a stiff board. The most activity he got a day was walking to his classes and playing his guitar, or banging on some drums for a while. Ugh, stretching sucks....
 
Emory was good, Brian realized. Well, not just good. She's like, really awesome. Dancing with her is so... smooth, or something. It's really nice. Then, she smiled and giggled, and his stomach did a small flip. Ah, it's been a while since he's had a crush on someone. It felt good.Her grip on his shoulder tightened, and he looked at her confusedly.
 
"Your bladder can wait, first please attempt this stretch," Ms. Ward said quickly. Though she was harsh with her students and a bit possessive of the good ones it was just because she loved dance. She gestured once again at the bar forcing herself to smile, he was lucky she had not picked the ballet bar in the front of the bar. She was actually saving him some embarrassment.
 
Alex released a deep, heavy sigh. "Fine, but I might break your bar," he said begrudgingly. He studied the bar and blinked, then attempted to mimic her stretch. "Ow..." he said quietly, and his leg fell. He cursed silently and looked at her, slowly getting mad. "I am a singer, not a dancer. I don't even know why I'm in this class," he said somewhat calmly, then wished he could swallow those words. She was just going to make it harder, wasn't she? Ah, crap....
 
"After the dance class finishes." he said with a smile. "So, in like 10 minutes. I'll meet you at the door way to the kitchen, okay? I'll see you then." she finished as he walked back over to the other side of the room, to his friends.


"Relax." Emory said to brian as they danced. "Calm down." She said sweetly to him.
 
Brian was sure that his face must be flushed by then, but he nodded and relaxed a little. It felt great being this close to Emory, but he pulled her just a little closer, just for good measure. She smelled really nice, too. His palms were getting sweaty because of his nervousness; he really wanted to get even closer, but that would be a bit too handsy and she might notice.
 
Emory was a bit suprised when Brian pulled her closer, but good suprised. She smiled a bit wider at him and took a deep breath. They had been dancing for a while and Emory didn't want to stop anytime soon.


(Sorry for short post.)
 
Brian waited for Emory's reaction and was relieved when she smiled. "Hey," he whispered next to her ear. "Um, do you wanna,,, hang out after school? Like, I can show you the pool and stuff. If you wanna swim or something." But then she might not want to, he thought and began to wreck his brain for something else. "Or movie. And stuff."
 
"Yeah, I would love to. After you show me around?" Emory asked with a smile. She tightened her pony tail and stopped dancing, feeling that the class was almost over. She stood in front of Brain waiting for an answere. She walked back over to the bench expecting for him to follow.
 
Brian followed her easily. It could be kind of like a date, he thought. But was she even aware that he was attracted to her? The bell was going to ring soon and he sat beside Emory on the bench, waiting for the class to end. It's a shame that they had to stop; he really was enjoying the closeness."Sure. Bring your swimsuit."
 
"Will do," Emory with a sort of giggle. "I can't wait. Are you going to show me around after this class or later?" she asked sweetly. Feeling her dress not hanging right on her she fixed it and looked back at Brain, waiting for him to answere, she took down her ponytail since class was almost over. She couldn't help but feel happy and giddy, not that she was not still a bit confused and scared, she just felt better that Brain was friendly and she felt he would help her through all of the change.
 
"Uh..." Brian trailed, slightly distracted at the sight of her dress slipping off just a little. Can't blame him, he thought. He's a dude. "Uh, yeah. After class." He said, then coughed. "Hey, um, wait here for a bit, okay? I'm just gonna go talk to a friend."With that said, Brian began walking back to the corner where Alex was. Upon seeing Alex's attempt to stretch and the foul look on his face, Brian couldn't help but laugh. "Looking good," he said, nudging Alex. "Anyways, I kinda need you to do me a favor."
 
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