Text Cut: India & Joćo
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McFeisty 
India nodded a short swift nod when Joćo brought up dancing with Louisa. She wouldn't mind after all she WAS stealing Louisa's dance partner. And not onpurpose.
"Of course - you should dance with Louisa she shouldn't be bored." Or jealous and upset but India thought best of people. And maybe when she told her
Hey don't feel jealous about me - I'm nothing to be jealous about! Even if she was something to be jealous about.
Still she danced swiftly, left foot forward - right food back.
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Deniiz Joćo liked their harmony. She did know how to dance and he cared a lot for eye-contact, which they kept throughout their little dance, and he felt well while dancing with her. But of course, his main goal for this class was to dance with Louisa, since he actually knew how to dance and although he had a good time dancing with India, he squeezed her hand lightly.
"We should end," he whispered again so that only she could hear. And, indicating a turn--she would get it, right?!--he tried to end artistically and bowed to her in a noble way.
"Thank you, Senhorita Johanson for this dance." He had enjoyed it, and hoped she did too.
Now he faced Louisa. He smiled at her too. Offering a hand, he bowed again to her and asked "Shall we dance?" They were going to, of course, but it was still polite to ask.
And he indeed had noticed that fake smile and jealous attitude, which made him pretty pleased on the inside.
Between Joćo and India, undesirable couple and the two professors who seemed to be dancing well Louisa had grown extremely bored - and a mix of other feelings as well. She had kept her folded arms, trying to absorb each move into her head so she wouldn't embarrass herself in front of; the girl that was prettier than her, her previous crush, the girlfriend's of her previous crush. Not to mention the boy she wanted to impress.
...aaand they were done. Louisa's nervousness rose to the surface drowning every other emotion. Joćo turned to face her and extended his hand, with a bow. Did he have to be so formal and elegant? Formal was good but elegance was... not Louisa-ish. She took his hand, surprised at how quickly hers got sweaty, and moved forward to stand in India's place - whether the girl moved aside or not.
The smile wasn't achievable with all the emotions so she kept her face straight, she wasn't frowning at least.
Anyways. The instructions were to put one hand on his arm, Louisa brought her right arm to the right place, and the other one holding his hand, she was doing it already. Her elbow still stuck to her side in its original place.
Then...what?