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AlwaysSnapesGirl 
Why was she here? She didn't like dancing, she didn't really care to learn how, and she had a long list of things she wuld much rather be doing instead of this.
Yet here she was, and Vashti still wasn't sure why. Part of it had to be because Aunt Grace had recently begun trying to get her to do more "artsy" things and maybe if she attended at least one lesson, her aunt would be satisfied. And maybe if she was really awful - and she was - then they'd kindly ask her not to attend another to stop her from stepping on everyone's feet.
Or perhaps she'd even be able to just hide in a corner or something and avoid having to actually dance like she had a few years ago when they'd had some sort of dancing lesson. She kind of doubted that though since she wasn't as small as she had been back in her second year.
But at least there was a bright side to this. The lesson was being held in the gazebo, and she really loved this area of the grounds, pretty as it was. So maybe the scenery would make up for all this.
"Good day, sir," she said, managing to greet the groundskeeper with a smile before scanning the gazebo for anyone she might know... And there was someone!
Vashti went and plopped down on the bean bag next to Anakin, poking him to make sure he knew she was there.
Anakin was wiggled from side to side on the pillow, both in attempts of entertaining himself as well becoming comfortable. He hadn't picked the best seating, but at least it was going to be more comfortable then just the concrete insides of the gazebo.
Picking at a lose strand near the bottom of his robes, Anakin's head swiveled when he felt a light poke, and the grin was immediate spotting the hand it belonged to. "Hey Queenie. So you're here to endure the lesson regardless?" He knew she hated dancing, she'd said so herself, so he was a little shocked Vashti hadn't just skipped. Well, not really, skipping didn't seem her type of thing anyways.