Move to the Music [Musical RP]

[DanDanDan]

For me, and @Pasha.


Jerry was just coming to his first class of the semester. He was going in with the title sophomore, but his reputation was well beyond that.


Since he was just a small child, his gay parents had coddled him in every way, enrolling him in dance classes, vocal classes, and acting classes. He was told he was a prodigy from the day he could hold a note. Thankfully, it hadn't inflated his ego too much, as he certainly did have a grand talent for all things show. He had blasted into the Performing Arts College of Prefume (completely made up name rofl), impressing even the seniors with his uncontrolled talent. He had an amazing amount of skill to frost the talent, making not just a puffed up jerk that never bothered to perfect things, but an absolute perfect Broadway-ready star.


The cool morning was threatening rain, exciting Jerry. He knew that when it rained, the indents in the local park would fill up, making it just all the more fun to sing and dance in the empty park as everyone else ran for cover. With an optimistic outlook on this coming semester, he opened the door to his very first class.

 

[Felicity]

The morning was tiresome and a sense of tension buzzed in the air. This was certainly no exception for Austin as it was his first day of his sophomore year in college. "Oh, God... I do not want to do this," He moaned out, as his arm slivered and snaked through his sheets in order to smack his alarm clock, and with much contempt might one add.


There in his bathroom he stared groggily at his reflection, his plain blue eyes, yet to perk up into there elongated almond shape, his dark hair, a brown shade, about two shades just away from black, was matted to the nape of his neck and forehead. "Shoot me now..." And so began his morning routine to beautify himself.


Austin never quite had a great experience at his college, The Performing Arts College of Prefume to be exact. He had talent yes,(How else would he have gotten in?) It's just that he had style that was much different from most others, a more dark, punkish, sensual vibe, not the bright happy Broadway show-tune kind of thing that the others had going on. For this, he was more or less shunned, and that was something he had grown to accept, however, it still would have been nice to not be considered an outcast.


So there it was now, the door to his first class, daunting as ever, but lets be honest, this was better than being in a normal college, studying... science or something. With a snarl growing on the corner of his lips, he opened the door, his head held pompously high. "Bring it..." He breathed, his words biting and cold.

 

[DanDanDan]

Jerry easily assimilated into a crowd, mostly filled with the outgoing extroverts of the class, and he had an even easier time becoming the center of the conversation. He was currently talking about his summer vacation, a trip around Europe and seeing a bunch of plays, of course. He had everyone on the edge of his seat, listening to every single change in tone or mood. He was too busy feeding off the attention of others to notice the dark sophomore enter the room.

 

[Felicity]

A deep breath of air entered Austins lungs as his eyes shifted from left to right and back again, searching for a place to occupy. Hmmm, where shall I sit? By myself? Oh, duh! He thought, ever so sarcastically. He almost laughed at the mundaneness. He slivered his way across the room, his lean legs taking long,, dignified steps. His eyes scanned the large group in the room as he walked past them. The object of interest? A boy, seemingly his age. He remembered seeing only glimpses of him last year, but now, no, now he was right there, seemingly the center of the world. He let his bag slide into the wall, his body leaning up against it as well, his arms crossed. His chin lowered and his eyes became slits as he watched the boy tell all about his exciting summer. He looked filled with contempt but that was really just a set expression on his face nowadays. His mind began to wonder and think about his own vacation. Partying... practicing... a few concerts. There was that go-see at that modeling company... Yep that was about it. His lips parted and pouted forward, his mind trained on the flowing words of the intriguing man.

 

[DanDanDan]

When class began, everyone easily fell into line. This class was dance- sadly not the best class to have first thing in the morning, but at last it woke them up. During preliminary stretches, Jerry was able to watch everyone else in the class. While he loved being the center of attention, it was nice to have a breather. It gave him a chance to observe others and gauge their own personalities. Since he was so often the one talking to a group, he rarely had the chance to really get to know someone on a personal level. While his eyes roved around everyone in the classroom, he realized he didn't know someone, near the corner of the room. He was drawn to the guy; his hair and over-all aura radiated a much darker presence than he had, and for some reason his very being wanted to approach him. Maybe it was that opposites attract? He smiled at the thought, playfully shunning his inner hopeless romantic.

 

[Felicity]

Austin could have sworn he heard three pops as he stretched down and back up again. He was quite limber, and that was one of the things that he banked on. One couldn't be sensual if they weren't fluid. The class was dance, honestly one of Austins favorite classes of the day. He enjoyed moving and showing of his body, although his sultry twists on most of the moves tended to get him in to trouble. It was always an unrefined twist of his hips or the ecstasy in his face that set him apart from everyone else. Though no one could deny, it certainly worked with his aesthetic. He let his body roll into the various warm-up stretches, his eyes fixated on the boy from before. He seemed popular, therefore, he must be good, right? Austin would test that theory. "Let's see whatch'ya got," He said under his breath.

 

[DanDanDan]

Even from far away, Jerry could see the languid movements of the mystery student. He took all there was in, wanting to relish in the moment. He actually slipped up on a balancing stretch because he was too distracted. With a quick shake of the head, he scolded himself. Now is not the time to lose focus, he punished himself. He made himself tear away his gaze from the strangely attractive gentleman. Even as he tried to shift his focus to another stationary object, his eyes still gravitated back toward him. It was only then did he realize that he was watching him too. This revelation caused him to slip again, this time more dramatically as he completely fell to the floor, on his butt.

 

[Felicity]

One, two.... sixty, Austin counted, holding a stretch. He never broke his gaze with the man, only looking away when reshaping his body in a new movement. And voila, he slips up, a loss of balance. A haughty breath left his lips as well as, "I thought so..." He now had a smirk on his face as he went back to work, now watching said boy out of the corner of his eye. That didn't last though, seeing as his (intimidating, would one call it?) gaze apparently threw him quite off, sending him flying on his rear. "Ha!" a loud burst of laughter burst from him. He shook his head at him and began to slither his way over, a look of mischief on his features. He sank to the ground next to the boy and inched close, haughty as ever. "Nice... try..." He practically purred. With his stretches now complete, he simply rolled over onto his back, a sensual positioning to his body no doubt, and smirked at him. "I think I'll just lay here, yeah?"

 

[DanDanDan]

Jerry turned a little red, embarrassed that his first day of the semester was so far turning into a disaster. Shaking his head to try and get back his focus, he got back up again to finish his stretches. Hopefully, he didn't draw too much attention to himself. For the rest of his warm ups, he thankfully didn't even try and look and the dark man, wanting to be entirely focus on perfecting his craft. It made him flinch when he saw that the man had somehow teleported to be right next to him, and was actually talking to him. "Yeah, it's just one of my off days I guess." He said, trying to remain casual. He didn't make eye contact, or even look in his general direction.

 

[Felicity]

"Oh yes, I'm sure..." he murmured to his "off day," comment. He Looked him up and down as he contorted his body, admiring his form. He clearly had practice and it was obvious he was quite good. Austin was just giving him a hard time because... well... that's what he did. He rose up from the ground, hips then torso a sigh escaping from him. He flowed around to the boys front, facing him, a smirk on his face. "Well if you ever need help, just let me now," Once again, he clearly didn't need any help. He turned around slowly, looking over his shoulder, his over-sized sweater sliding off the same shoulder. With a final look he went over to his bag to get a drink from his water bottle. Oh, Austin was enjoying this far to well, much more fun than he normally had at this school.

 

[DanDanDan]

Was this man trying... Trying to be seductive? Jerry frowned just a little; he was normally one trying to lure someone to his bed, not the other way around - it just made him uncomfortable. Even so, he was still in awe of the guy'/ flexibility, wondering just how far he could bend. His more immature self was already thinking about different positions to try, how he'd hold on to him tight as he pounded- no, he couldn't let himself lose focus again. He shook his head yet again. "Yeah, I'll be sure to ask..." He grumbled to himself, because it seemed as though this character has teleported away yet again.

 

[Felicity]

Now with a fresh drink in his body, Austin became more concentrated, more focused on the task at hand. With the warmups out of the way, he would continue to practice a few moves, such as pirouettes and leg extensions, each move having his special flare. He was excited to actually get down to business and start learning some new things. He did a few turns, lifting his leg above his head and then going into an illusion. He did a few hip rolls, looking more like a go-go dancer for some of the steps. Everyone else looked at him like an alien, but one gets used to it quite quickly, and something told Austin that this new guy was going to make things a bit easier.

 

[DanDanDan]

In order to keep focus, Jerry closed his eyes to do the new moves, only opening them to see the demonstration.Even though he could no longer see him, his mind still wandered a bit too much. Thankfully there wasn't any more slip-ups causing him to fall to the floor, so no more embarrassment. At the end of the class, he quickly gathered his things. He didn't really want to stick around and talk anymore; he still couldn't get over how stupid he must have looked, falling over in the warm-ups. Oh well, he thought, getting the door to leave, at least he could pep up dancing in the rain before going to his next class.


 
Jerry was sat down on the floor, waiting for his next class to start. This was Acting Class, so of course it involved a lot of partnering up and moving around the room. It was great for practice, but it seemed like Jerry was already too popular for his own good. He ended up rejecting many partnerships, but just ended up partnerless in the end. Ugh, he thought. Now he had to be paired with the only other person without a partner - that guy.

 

[Felicity]

The events of the day swirled through Austin's head as he made his way to his acting class. I


Most of the day had went as he had expected, nothing but isolation for him, however, the boy in first period was certainly a new venture for him.


Austin entered the room, not necessarily being excited or dreadful of the class. He scanned the room assessing his peers. "Well who do we have here," he sighed spotting the man from before. It was a pairing exercise, probably dealing with relating emotions to another actor and playing off of them or something, Austin didn't really know. He wasn't very fond of partners or groups, as he was always left last and secluded. He looked around realizing that the only person in the room who was partnerless.... was that guy. He smiled and walked over to him, getting close. "Well I guess it's you... and me. Hope your a good an actor as you are a dancer," he teased, lighthearted instead of a sly connotation as before.

 

[DanDanDan]

"Well, hopefully it won't be my off day for acting as well," Jerry said, practically paralyzed when he realized that it was that same boy from before that was talking to him. He was determined not to make a fool of himself again. "So, uh," he stuttered, looking away from him. Even now he couldn't face him after how dumb he must have looked earlier. Jerry's ego was easily wounded. "What was your name?"

 

[Felicity]

A pause was followed by, "Austin..." he let it sink in before uttering, "And yours?" He was studying his movements and expressions. He seemed... intimidated. It wasn't a strange reaction, he got it often, what with his whole aura and being. However it just depended on the man, as some were only intrigued more with Austin, feeding into his sensuality. He was even still deciding himself, whether he liked this gent.

 

[DanDanDan]

"Jerry." Jerry said, though it came out to be more like a mumble. He was still a little intimidated by this dark figure, having him to be outside his realm of usual bravado. He wanted to feel superior - that's why most of conversations were held firm. He fed off the inferiority felt by his partner, but now he was the one left inferior. At least, that's how he felt. he had to tell himself that he really was superior to keep the conversation going. 'So... what are we supposed t do?"

 

[Felicity]

Hmmm... Austin thought to himself. Jerry. He smiled, almost as if he approved of the name. He looked around for a hot second, observing everyone else, seeing how they were reacting to each other. They were doing a questioning exercise, where every line that was spoken in the "scene" was a question. He turned back around to Jerry and smiled. "Well let's get started... you first... ask me something, anything."

 

[DanDanDan]

Jerry nodded after looking over everyone else to see what they were supposed to be doing in the first place. He stretched out and flexed his fingers before starting. He decided to assume the role of a journalist, already creating a solid character in the dark vicinity of his mind. He pretended to take out a false note book and pen, imagining the long green feather tailing the pen. "So, sport," he said in a stereotypical New York accent. "Where're you from?"

 

[Felicity]

Austin purred at the question a large grin on his face, as it was actually very good and he was really enjoying this guy at this point. He lowered his chin, smirking, thinking of a question in reply. "Well you outta know, wouldn't ya?" He responded in a not so convincing "Big Apple" accent. He felt a bit vulnerable, as acting wasn't his strongest asset in show biz.

 

[DanDanDan]

Jerry laughed demurely, wanting to keep up the facade. "I guess I don't need to ask if you're a tourist or not." He said laughingly. "How long have ya been here in the Big Apple?" He pretended to take a few notes on the subject, an over-the-top grin on his face fit for a journalist interviewing. Acting was his main talent, rivaled only by his ungodly natural affinity for singing. There would be no slip-ups or mistakes in this act; Jerry was in his zone.

 

[Felicity]

It was clear that the power had been shifted, the difference between the dance class and this acting class, day and night. Austin shifted slightly in his seat, yet still remaining poised. He began to sense the character he was portraying now, like a slow concoction brewing inside him. He was channeling some big hot shot star who was doing some routine interview for some entertainment magazine or other. He took a breath in, remembering that he had to finish with a question. "Well, let's see, I've been here about... two years now. I imagine I'm still somewhat fresh to it all..." He paused and giggled a tad. "Tell me... does one ever get over that? You know, that feeling of... I don't know... stardum? That feeling that you've made it?"