They were dancing... the Chicken Dance? In CLASS???

Well this was going to be embarrassing...

Ariana lifted her hands up to her shoulders, opening and closing them awkwardly. "I don't wanna be a chicken, I don't wanna be a duck.." the lyrics ran through her mind as she hummed softly to the song. She remembered back in fourth grade when the school orchestra had played the chicken dance. Ariana had been a newbie at flute back then, still her second year on the instrument, and she remembered all of the high schoolers laughing as the second graders started dancing along, and now here she was, a second year at a school of magic, doing the chicken dance.

She brought her hands down slightly and started flapping her arms like wings, then she twisted back and forth and back again. Ariana nearly started laughing, seeing some of the more dignified students refusing to dance, or just making tiny movements. She clapped four times to the beat and then started all over again.

"I don't wanna be a chicken..."