 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
This was somewhat chaotic, wasn’t it? There was so much happening almost at once. Claudine tried to keep up with the movements that some of the others demonstrated but sometimes she was terrible and got everything mixed up. Morgan’s chicken dance was easy for her to follow but prim and proper Bellchant’s was an impossible task. Yeah, no thanks. Claudine wasn’t about to embarrass herself with that.
And when the ball came at her again, her thumb rested on red.
Ugh.
Great, something she wasn't alway the best at. Who to compliment? As the ball was tossed away, Claudine quickly scanned the pool. “You,’’ she said pointing to Heath but forgetting his name still. “Uh, you’ve maintained excellent posture throughout this lesson.’’ Not that she had been eyeing him all the while or anything. |