 Aidella | King of Confusion | Brittana | Forever ACROMANTULA
Dance lessons, huh? At Hogwarts? Well, this was not something that Paulie had expected, but it seemed like it could be fun. He walked into the gazebo already knowing, however, that he had two left feet.
But this little fact could not dishearten the fifth year too much 'cause surely there were other students in the same boat. Unless dancing class was a requirement here... then he'd be far behind the rest of them.
He gave a nod hello to the groundskeeper, then remembered that it was he who made up that horrible swim cap rule at the waterfall. Eugh. How cruel of him, attacking the 'vain' Hogwarts teenagers like that. Then he noticed that a lone professor had decided to show up as well. "Professor," he greeted, giving her a hello as well before plopping down onto a bean bag. Oh, bean bags. Weren't those big way back in the 1990's? "So, Mr. Stryker," Paulie said, remembering the groundskeeper's name from the start of term feast, "I guess your date is Professor Bentley, huh?" He asked casually.
So he assumed, at least. He squished around in the bean bag a bit more as he tried to find a position that would not cause his butt to get that pins and needles sensation. He really hated that.
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