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A surly looking Mr. Stryker is seated on a bench. As you enter the gazebo, he'll motion for you to take a seat on either a pillow, beanbag, or good ol' concrete. Your choice.
Please, come in! The lesson will begin shortly (OOC: 4pm EST, 9pm GMT (I think...) tomorrow), so feel free to talk amongst yourselves.
ooc: I'm going to continue. Those who are in pairs, if you notice someone who is without a partner, pleaaaaaaase allow them to join you.
Chad clapped his hands together to get everyone's attention back up towards him and Bentley. "Now, the first thing we will learn how to do is the stance for the waltz. It is fairly simple. You are going to stand in front of each other, offset slight to the left. Mademoiselle Bentley, if you please?" Chad turned to face her, smiling politely.
"Now, le monsieur's left hand should join with la mademoiselle's right hand. These will be held up in the air a bit, approximately at the eye lady of la mademoiselle." With a slightly awkward cough, Chad demonstrated by taking Bentley's right hand into his left. "Next, le monsieur will place his right hand on the back of la mademoiselle, over her shoulder blade. Les mademoiselles will then rest their left arm on the monsieur's right arm." He placed his hand over her shoulder blade and waited for her to do her part.
"You all try now."
There was one slight advantage to looking like you belong to either gender Eris had just realized, well actually, there was more than just one, but at the moment, should she turn just to her right, the young witch could easily be la mademoiselle dancing with Will.
Then again, turning to her left, with her obvious boyish features, she could dance with Janice as le monsieur and even in a even gender setting, no one would give the pair a second glance.
Was this a particularly good thing on her part? All just depends on your view, she for one grinned in enjoyment that she had options.
"Who wants to go first?" The dark haired witch grinned, this was gonna be fun.
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Maybelle giggled nervously. That was a weird coincidence. "I moved with my Aunt, my Mum died when I was a kid. Been traveling with my Aunt ever since." She said, smiling slightly. "I used to, haven't been to Cali since I moved here." She said, shrugging. "What Wizard School did you go to in L.A.??" She asked, wondering why these two haven't meant before. Now, Maybelle had to hold in a laugh. "Yeah. Shows house pride." She said with a nudge *nudge nudge* hehe.
...Did the Srtyker guy just say to start dancing??
This would be fun.
Maybelle looked at Matt. "Well, time to see if this is going to work or not." She said, giggling nervously for the second time. She looked him over. "I think you are supposed to put your left hand out, and your right on my back." She said, waiting for his cue. When he did, she followed with the girl instructions. "Ready or not...here we go." She said.
All this seemed quite odd but maybe it could be explained later on after they started dance which he had hoped wasn't about to be a major disaster since the last time Matt had danced with a girl, it didn't exactly end all too well. "I went to Rygal Academy, it was closer to downtown so we had the chance to wander the city over weekends since it was rather boring otherwise. I'm not sure if you had seen the school because it was the only one that looked like a old muggle school." Had Maybelle even gone to his school, that definitely would have been quite the coincidence since it wasn't exactly a big school either.
It's a good thing Lauren and I are such good friends, otherwise this might be awkward... Orchid thought. "No it's okay, I'll be the guy, I guess." She said to Lauren. "Cause I am a visual learner, so if I see you dancing the girl part I can still learn it, so me being the guy would make sense...right?" She asked, still confused slightly. "And I doubt that I would've found a guy, I'm still just the new girl remember, even with being half-Veela." She commented off-handedly.
Lauren grinned at her friend. "Okay, sir," she teased and instantly stepped into the proper Waltz position, reaching for Orchid's hand.
"So, Capoeira, huh? I'm impressed," she told her with a smile. "When we were in Brazil I developed this massive crush on this guy who did it. He was totally hot."
"And of course you would have found a guy. You're pretty," Lauren stated in a matter of fact tone.
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"Me? Okay? Of course! Wh-why...Why wouldn't I be?" He kind of shrugged, but kept close to her. Rafe did feel a little uncomfortable. It was the first time they really interacted with each other since he told her absolutely everything...and she slapped him. This whole little dance thing and taking the initiative could go one or two ways. One, it would go smoothly and they could really enjoy each other's company, just like old times. Or two, Rafe would screw up with some awful comment or step on her toes, setting Marilyn off and ending up with another slap across the face and her storming off; only to put more distance between them.
Marilyn was still trying not to meet his eyes. Rafe's nerves were making her...worry? What was going through his head? The first thing the blonde noticed was that his skin was still exceedingly hot and he still smelled like the earth. This wasn't helping her stay mad with him.
"Erm...Let's just start...maybe?..." Placing her one foot just a tad closer to his and drawling the other back, Marilyn held his hand a bit more securely. She tilted her upper-body back in the classic Waltz form, allowing for the arch between the arms...
Warning! This is a BAD idea, Marilyn!
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Chad clapped his hands together to get everyone's attention back up towards him and Bentley. "Now, the first thing we will learn how to do is the stance for the waltz. It is fairly simple. You are going to stand in front of each other, offset slight to the left. Mademoiselle Bentley, if you please?" Chad turned to face her, smiling politely.
"Now, le monsieur's left hand should join with la mademoiselle's right hand. These will be held up in the air a bit, approximately at the eye lady of la mademoiselle." With a slightly awkward cough, Chad demonstrated by taking Bentley's right hand into his left. "Next, le monsieur will place his right hand on the back of la mademoiselle, over her shoulder blade. Les mademoiselles will then rest their left arm on the monsieur's right arm." He placed his hand over her shoulder blade and waited for her to do her part.
"You all try now."
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Originally Posted by SilverTiger
Still contemplating an escape to the knot of staff members nearby, and figuring she could just make an excuse to Matt later if he noticed she'd disappeared if they ever switched partners or anything, Stella had actually started to edge her way around to the entrance to the gazebo when she suddenly had a person in her way. A person she semi-remembered from the train ride here, even though she'd talked more to Paulie, and she stopped her edging as August spoke. "It's either that or trying to escape without Monsieur Stryker noticing," she said with a smile, as he actually introduced himself again. "I remember. You stepped into my compartment on the train? With your turtle?"
Of course, his red-headed partner didn't particularly look like she wanted to add a third to the group, and turning her attention to her, she trid to n ot look like she was deciding if the fact the girl was a Slytherin had anything to do with that. Probably not, although she couldn't say she knew the House that well only knowing one other Slytherin. The introduction told her more. "Stella Gardiner. It's nice to meet you Princess Tori," she said with another smile, wondering to herself what Tori was princess of. It almost had to be metaphorical, since she was pretty sure the redhead wasn't part of the royal family. "And I can always just take the second dance. However Monsieur Stryker does it." There, not sharing, not really. And she couldn't explain why she'd gone back to adopting a bit of Frenchness again. It had just sort of happened.
Auggie had a turtle? AWWWWWWWW. Tori wanted to see! But wait. She was not about to be distracted by this le Frenchie trying to steal away HER dance partner.
Folding her arms crossly, Tori stared down the girl until she conceded to taking the second dance. GOOD. "That works for me," Tori announced in a fake cheery voice. "Thanks for being such a team player, Stella," she added sweetly, turning to August and positioning him the way Mr. Stryker had asked them to.
"You ready to dance?" Without waiting for a response, Tori took charge and placed one of August's hands on her back, holding his other up in the air. "Now, how do we move our feet again?"
This was just awkward enough standing still. Would they really have to add movement to it all?!
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louise looking at the group, she did not have a partner "anyone want to dance with me, but i have never danced before, she looked around
You can join us" Willaim told Louise. " Dancing is fun" Willaim told Louise.
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ooc: I'm going to continue. Those who are in pairs, if you notice someone who is without a partner, pleaaaaaaase allow them to join you.
Chad clapped his hands together to get everyone's attention back up towards him and Bentley. "Now, the first thing we will learn how to do is the stance for the waltz. It is fairly simple. You are going to stand in front of each other, offset slight to the left. Mademoiselle Bentley, if you please?" Chad turned to face her, smiling politely.
"Now, le monsieur's left hand should join with la mademoiselle's right hand. These will be held up in the air a bit, approximately at the eye lady of la mademoiselle." With a slightly awkward cough, Chad demonstrated by taking Bentley's right hand into his left. "Next, le monsieur will place his right hand on the back of la mademoiselle, over her shoulder blade. Les mademoiselles will then rest their left arm on the monsieur's right arm." He placed his hand over her shoulder blade and waited for her to do her part.
"You all try now."
Willaim took Eris's right hand with his left hand. He held up their hands at eye level. William put his right hand on the back of Eris over her shoulder blade. Willaim felt Eris left arm on his right arm.
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Err.
"Well, bonjour," he smiled, chuckling. "You look nice today. I promise to send you a fruit basket for being dragged into this. Or, would you prefer chocolate? Perhaps a drink sometime?" Needless to say, he definitely owed her one for this.
He looked out into the sea of students. "They seem to be doing well so far. No injuries, yet." Thank god. "So," he turned his attention back to Seren, deciding to give the students a bit more time to coordinate themselves, "How are you today?"
" Is this right?" Willaim asked the professor.
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There was one slight advantage to looking like you belong to either gender Eris had just realized, well actually, there was more than just one, but at the moment, should she turn just to her right, the young witch could easily be la mademoiselle dancing with Will.
Then again, turning to her left, with her obvious boyish features, she could dance with Janice as le monsieur and even in a even gender setting, no one would give the pair a second glance.
Was this a particularly good thing on her part? All just depends on your view, she for one grinned in enjoyment that she had options.
"Who wants to go first?" The dark haired witch grinned, this was gonna be fun.
" I will dance with you first" William told Eris. " Then with Janice, then Fee and then Louise" Willaim expalined to all his partners.
Harlow shook her head, "You are too awesome to be a Bob." she gave him a wink.
She giggled, "Well I'm eleven." she told him proudly. It was a very critical age if you asked her. She had to keep her face straight as Kennedy leaned down till he was as close to eye to eye with her as he could get. "I've got something in my purse that might help." she stepped back away from him and reached into her purse. She dug around till she found her shoe lifts. She had traded for them with a goblin in Diagon Alley and they came in handy. She sat down and fitted them over her shoes and pulled herself up on Kennedy's pant leg. It made her almost 4 foot 8. "Now you don't have to lean down as far." she told him with a smile as she placed her hand on his back and held up her other one for him to take.
Kennedy tried to hold back the blush that erupted on his cheeks. He wasn't all that awesome, quite boring actually, but he just nodded at the young girl.
The teen watched as Harlow took something from her purse. Hey! Those would totally work and his back wouldn't have to suffer. "That's a great idea!" The best. He helped her up and...well, they weren't eye to eye, but it made it MUCH easier for Kennedy. "At least we don't have to worry about me stepping on your foot," he chuckled. Yes, that was that part that had worried him the most.
He took her hand and grinned. She was so little. Gah, he almost sounded like a girl. His eyes roamed around the place and saw other people with their partners. "What do we do now?" he thought aloud.
Most certainly, he was. And he didn't care that he was hers. No, he didn't. Question was...was she his? Because last time they got into that, the outcome wasn't too favorable for the Lockhart boy, but he wasn't going to get into that. More than happy, he was, with how things were going at the moment.
His smile widened at her comment, and he fought the urges to kiss her with all he had. THIS was the perfect moment for a kiss, but thanks to Stryker and Bentley, and the others, he had to focus on something else as to not think about it. Treyen also failed to say something because he was rather busy biting his lip, honestly, the music should start and then he'll be able to think about not tripping over someone...because the other Ellie was there, and if she didn't bring Dallin down with her, she was going to bring someone else down, like, another couple, perhaps...or a group of three.
Perhaps Mr. Stryker should've had his lesson on a dance where a partner was not necessary.
Wasn't he the DJ of the Tatertots? He could play that music.
Wait, Stryker was talking? What about? It had been very wise of Treyen to keep those blue eyes away from him while he sat through OWLs, otherwise his results would've been disastrous.
He felt Ellie's hand on his arm and then she said...haha, that was amusing. And lovely. "Oui, Mademoiselle?" mind YOU, he had French relatives, yet he could barely muster to properly pronounce very few words. Fortunately, Mademoiselle was one of those. Wink. But he was fast on his feet, and he was holding Ellie in no time. Holding her for a dance, of course, yet much closer than when they were twelve...because she had been his same age, yes?
"I like this," being close to her, it was even a thousand times better now, because..., "And I'm finally taller than you. By an inch or so, but still." He liked that most of all.
Treyen was biting his lip! Again! It was sooooo strange to see him do that. Really. Though Ellie thought she knew the reason why this time. And it wasn't for the majority of the reasons she ever bit her lip. It wasn't because he was uncomfortable and it wasn't because he was upset and it wasn't because he was thinking. It was something else. Hehe.
Mademoiselle?
No, Ellie didn't like that too much. But for the sake of following Stryker's exact instructions. Heh. And because she'd called him 'monsieur' first, she'll let it go. There were worse things he could be calling her.
That, though. That was something else she agreed with. She liked this too...
Wait. No. THAT she didn't like. Him being taller. But, you know, if she stood on her toes, she might be taller. Or break even. She wasn't going to do that, though. Not yet. Instead she smiled, "Congratulations. See, a lot has changed from when we were twelve." Height was the least important, honestly.
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...and his eyes fell on a blond girl who was dancing by herself, maybe to draw attention, maybe because she didn't care. To him she looked... sad. She wasn't terribly younger or older--a safe age to ask. So, muttering a I'll be back' to Louisa, he walked over to the girl. Not because he wanted to help; he didn't feel such urges, but because she was beautiful.
"Olá, senhorita." He bowed with his head. "My name is João Neves." Introductions were always better. "Would you like to dance with us?" A hand politely indicating Louisa. He was just that cool and handsome. Hehe.
And they were onto instructions already. Looking between two girls, he waited for them to figure out who would go first.
Ah, the comfort of being a man.
When João walked over to her India couldn't help but blush - she had always thought that the spanish and latino languages were utterly breath taking. Much better then calling girls Sheila's and all that loveliness of Australia.
"Er" India started, blushing even more. She was lost for words. He was a rather attractive guy - "I'm India Johanson" she smiled her soft australian accent trilling through her words. "I-I would love to, it would be better than Chip here...my imaginary dance partner" she patted the air next to her and smiled.
Awkward.
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Marilyn was still trying not to meet his eyes. Rafe's nerves were making her...worry? What was going through his head? The first thing the blonde noticed was that his skin was still exceedingly hot and he still smelled like the earth. This wasn't helping her stay mad with him.
"Erm...Let's just start...maybe?..." Placing her one foot just a tad closer to his and drawling the other back, Marilyn held his hand a bit more securely. She tilted her upper-body back in the classic Waltz form, allowing for the arch between the arms...
Warning! This is a BAD idea, Marilyn!
Rafe didn't exactly know if they were allowed to start, but it did feel a bit foolish to just be standing there. Rafe locked into the position and kept his body straight and sturdy. He was trying to remember his mum's lessons on dancing. First, you can't have spaghetti arms and create resistance by keeping the wrist, elbow and shoulder firm. "I guess..." Rafe was reviewing everything he could remember about the waltz. "I suppose I should take the lead..." And he knew he could lead primarily with his right hand on her back. Check. "When dancing, resistance should be maintained for forward, backward and sideward motion," he mumbled to himself.
Rafe took in a deep breath. He stepped forward on his left foot, "One," he whispered. Then he stepped with his right foot to the side, "Two," and then drew his feet together, "Three." He was trying to create the rise and fall of the waltz as gracefully as possible and couldn't help, but finding himself looking at his feet from time to time. The more he preceded to dance, the more he stopped counting and could look comfortably into Marilyn's eyes.
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Eira had no idea who she could or should be dancing with. She didn't really see anyone she knew too well. No one was close to her lonely little patch of cement to ask , she didn't know where she wanted to wander to ask either. So she began to glide on her own , by herself , much like usual. Just like practice , she danced with a 'ghost' partner....also known as....an imaginary friend dancer. She had danced with boys before , but she had no inclination to approach a boy creature she didn't know and ask him to dance with her. She was accustomed to the boy creatures asking her. She was fine with dancing with another girl or by herself so really it didn't bother her too much.
"Waltz lessons," Tori repeated to herself, hoping that that would be the dance they were learning today. "Waltz lessons." If so, then they would have a step ahead of the competition, and Tori wouldn't get any of her toes broken by Auggie.
That would be good.
Tori was suddenly distracted by her hand being flung in the air and then let go of. She frowned over at August; what, he didn't wanna hold her hand? Did he even WANT to be partners? Because there he was, asking yet another girl to dance with them.
Victoria Bunbury did not share. She wrinkled her nose at the Ravenclaw but offered her name anyway.
"Princess Victoria M. Bunbury, or Princess Tori for short."
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Text Cut: Auggie and the Princess
Still contemplating an escape to the knot of staff members nearby, and figuring she could just make an excuse to Matt later if he noticed she'd disappeared if they ever switched partners or anything, Stella had actually started to edge her way around to the entrance to the gazebo when she suddenly had a person in her way. A person she semi-remembered from the train ride here, even though she'd talked more to Paulie, and she stopped her edging as August spoke. "It's either that or trying to escape without Monsieur Stryker noticing," she said with a smile, as he actually introduced himself again. "I remember. You stepped into my compartment on the train? With your turtle?"
Of course, his red-headed partner didn't particularly look like she wanted to add a third to the group, and turning her attention to her, she trid to n ot look like she was deciding if the fact the girl was a Slytherin had anything to do with that. Probably not, although she couldn't say she knew the House that well only knowing one other Slytherin. The introduction told her more. "Stella Gardiner. It's nice to meet you Princess Tori," she said with another smile, wondering to herself what Tori was princess of. It almost had to be metaphorical, since she was pretty sure the redhead wasn't part of the royal family. "And I can always just take the second dance. However Monsieur Stryker does it." There, not sharing, not really. And she couldn't explain why she'd gone back to adopting a bit of Frenchness again. It had just sort of happened.
Well it seemed that Princess and Stella were getting along well enough.
Auggie never really had hung out with girls much before so as long as they weren't tackling or yanking each other's hair then things seemed to be going ok in his eyes. "Well then I will dance with you in just a few moments then Stella." he said with a grin.
"I wonder when we will be starting?" the Gryffindor had begun looking again towards the Groundskeeper dude up front.
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ooc: I'm going to continue. Those who are in pairs, if you notice someone who is without a partner, pleaaaaaaase allow them to join you.
Chad clapped his hands together to get everyone's attention back up towards him and Bentley. "Now, the first thing we will learn how to do is the stance for the waltz. It is fairly simple. You are going to stand in front of each other, offset slight to the left. Mademoiselle Bentley, if you please?" Chad turned to face her, smiling politely.
"Now, le monsieur's left hand should join with la mademoiselle's right hand. These will be held up in the air a bit, approximately at the eye lady of la mademoiselle." With a slightly awkward cough, Chad demonstrated by taking Bentley's right hand into his left. "Next, le monsieur will place his right hand on the back of la mademoiselle, over her shoulder blade. Les mademoiselles will then rest their left arm on the monsieur's right arm." He placed his hand over her shoulder blade and waited for her to do her part.
"You all try now."
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Auggie had a turtle? AWWWWWWWW. Tori wanted to see! But wait. She was not about to be distracted by this le Frenchie trying to steal away HER dance partner.
Folding her arms crossly, Tori stared down the girl until she conceded to taking the second dance. GOOD. "That works for me," Tori announced in a fake cheery voice. "Thanks for being such a team player, Stella," she added sweetly, turning to August and positioning him the way Mr. Stryker had asked them to.
"You ready to dance?" Without waiting for a response, Tori took charge and placed one of August's hands on her back, holding his other up in the air. "Now, how do we move our feet again?"
This was just awkward enough standing still. Would they really have to add movement to it all?!
The WALTZ?!
"We are so lucky! I know this dance" Auggie said excitedly, but before he could do anything, Tori had already whipped her hand into his and his other on her back, yanking them into position. "Oh um well." August adjusted his color a tad nervously and then returned his hand to her's.
"Ok when do we start?" he said looking around at the other students' groups. Were they supposed to just stand there?
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Selina felt suddenly very exposed as Gideon's hands rested on her shoulder blade and his other took her hand. Why? She was unsure. Maybe because she was terrified that she would make a fool out of herself, she was no dancer. After all she was only ever really coordinated in the sky. Every other place-- land or sea-- Selina was not the most "graceful" person in the world. So when Gideon held her like that she was reminded that if she screwed up it was on her, he seemed graceful enough.
Luckily, she was drawn away from the situation by the whole Kurumi incident. She was glad that she had the moment to collect herself and try to give herself a confidence boost although it wasn't working. Dance was not something that she was good at or felt comfortable doing, however, with Gideon leading it wasn't so bad.
So when he resumed their previous positions Selina relaxed a tad and reached her arm up slightly to place it on top of his arm that was resting on her shoulder blade like Mr. Stryker had said. She couldn't help but giggle at where Gideon had to place his hand to be eye level with her, "Sorry I'm so short. It isn't exactly helpful in this situation. It must feel so awkward, sorry." Darn height... why did she have to be fun-sized?
The older boy hadn't seen too much of his companion's clumsyness in their acquaintance, at least since they had known each other by name so he had no thoughts on how it might be as they moved together. Though the unfamiliar movements were bound to make anyone feel clumsy and uncooordinated. Gideon felt his arm tense every so slightly at her touch as Selina rested her hand on it as the Herbology professor had demonstrated at Stryker's words. He didn't know why it just felt a little odd.
Relax...its just like a hug...almost
"Its not too bad," he admitted trying to help her not feel subconscious about her height and how things looked between them with their differences. Even if it gave them both something to think about other then the fact that would be dancing with each other. "Besides...its not like I'm complaining. And my own height does contribute to everything," he added offering a small smile at her as he did his best to appear calm and not as nervous as his stomach proved to be. The guy did have to lead after all.
Faven looked around herself awkwardly...Where on earth was Justin...ohhh no oh no! Did I scare him off! You really did it this time Faven! Who was she going to dance with now??? And just when the Professor was having them begin to practice with a partner!
Treyen was biting his lip! Again! It was sooooo strange to see him do that. Really. Though Ellie thought she knew the reason why this time. And it wasn't for the majority of the reasons she ever bit her lip. It wasn't because he was uncomfortable and it wasn't because he was upset and it wasn't because he was thinking. It was something else. Hehe.
Mademoiselle?
No, Ellie didn't like that too much. But for the sake of following Stryker's exact instructions. Heh. And because she'd called him 'monsieur' first, she'll let it go. There were worse things he could be calling her.
That, though. That was something else she agreed with. She liked this too...
Wait. No. THAT she didn't like. Him being taller. But, you know, if she stood on her toes, she might be taller. Or break even. She wasn't going to do that, though. Not yet. Instead she smiled, "Congratulations. See, a lot has changed from when we were twelve." Height was the least important, honestly.
Finally! He had other things to think about, and the one person he had to thank for that was Ellie, because he took in her expression. It was hard to miss, especially since his eyes seemed to think no other place was worth looking at.
"You don't like it when Mr. Stryker speaks French, do you? I find it incredibly amusing, especially when you try to do so," he was doing this on purpose, by the way, talking about Stryker, because it helped his mind.
Eyebrow raised.
Oh, come on! Congratulations? The boy rolled his eyes and chuckled just a little, "Thank you? Don't even try to step on your toes, by the way. Try not to ruin this for me? At least for one dance." Which is all they were going to do in here, correct? Just one dance, or were they meant to change partners at one time and practice something else. He knew he heard something about switching something but he was completely lost back then, so he had no idea what Mr. Stryker had meant.
He still held her close to him, as if he was never going to let go, BUT the grip on her was almost non-existent, or rather...lightly, as if she was something that he needed to treat with the utmost care.
That wasn't so far from the truth, because ONE single word could make her mood turn upside down. Yet that ONE single word described how she was looking right now.
Ezra parked himself away from the cluster of dancing baboons, keeping a watchful eye on their moves in case on of the crazy primates gets hurled at him. He hated to be this way but Merlin, him getting his groove on could only lead to something catastrophic. Hence, the hatred.
"Awesome," Presley smiled. "I'm Presley Black. I can dance the guys if you want. I know dancing already, so there's probably nothing we'll learn today that I don't already know." Taking lessons since age three, meant that beginning dance classes, were like taking a long nap. She took the other girl's hand, and placed her own where she knew they were supposed to go. Not on her waist like the boys today danced. No, it was supposed to go on her upper back, by her shoulder blades. Easy.
Furmgoat flew around the grounds happily, if a little awkwardly because of his wing, until he found the young girl he was supposed to. What was she doing dancing with another girl? Meh no matter.
He flew onto her arm and hooted nudging at the letter attached to his leg.
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To:: Presley Black
From:: Leo Black
Dear Presley,
I haven't got much time, so this will be brief. How are you doing kiddo? You haven't written me yet, so I figured I'd check up on you. Write back soon, and tell me everything that's going on so far.
Lot of Love,
Leo
Anyone who needs a partner can join Kenzi and Paulie :)
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Mackenzi chuckled and brushed a few loose strands behind her ear. "I wouldn't know what skelegrow taste like. My most server injury's been a broken ankle." And that wasn't even from dancing, it was tripping over a rock! But hey, dancers were supposed to graceful while dancing, not walking.
The blonde turned her attention towards Mr. Stryker, and watched closely as he explained the position the dancers would have to stand in while dancing the waltz. She swallowed nervously, and looked at her partner as he moved closer to her. "Uh...okay...um..." She said blinking a few times. She let him take her hand, and let her left arm rest of his right like the groundskeeper had said.
She looked up at Paulie and smiled nervously. Well, here it goes... She thought waiting for the next set of instructions.
"Ouch, that still sounds bad," Paulie commented as he subconsciously flexed his ankles. At least if you broke an arm or something, you weren't actually walking on it. Those poor muggles and those crutches. "So, how'd ya do that?"
It was a little strange, standing in position to dance, but not actually dancing. He felt rather silly, to be honest, and the corners of his mouth turned up in a small smile. He hoped he smelled good. Did he put that spray stuff on after his shower? Ehh, he had probably forgotten, like usual.
He looked at Kenzi, who seemed to mirror a bit of his nervousness, and he mustered a reassuring smile. "Hopefully it's easier than it looks, huh?" Maybe.....
His bluish-greenish, whatever color his eyes were, skimmed around at the other students around him, some paired up and a few - due to the lack of boys - who weren't. If they wanted to join into his and Kenzi's little team, then he had no qualms about that.
Aspen was shy in most things, but this was just another class assignment, right? No need to worry about hand holding (which this definitely wasn't) or proximity since it was necessary. She was dividing her attention between her own hand placement - one in Eino's, the other on top of his arm... And the Professor's example.
Bit awkward, really. Her elbows felt like weapons.
"I think so. It's a bit awkward." Maybe it was just because Eino seemed a bit uncomfortable, OR since he was taller. One of those. "It's okay though," she went on encouragingly and offered him a smile. "And this definitely won't be on OWLs later, so if it's okay if we're no good at dancing."
Hopefully, Aspen wasn't upset that Eino hadn't bowed and asked for permission to hold her. He hadn't even realized how awfully rude that was until they were finally position and ready to waltz. She didn't seem like the girl that would care, unless they were in a formal setting maybe, but then he wouldn't have forgotten. Nonetheless, he really needed to improve his courting and whatnot skills, even if it was just for the sake of sounding fancy. Maybe he should start referring to her as mademoiselle as the groundskeeper did to Professor Bentley.
"I feel like a chicken with my elbows poking out." He shared when the girl mentioned the awkwardness of the position they were in. He could just start flapping his arms and he would look like one, too. She had a good point, though. They didn't need to worry too much about this since they wouldn't be tested on it, but part of Eino always wanted to try his hardest and do his best, even at the silliest and most useless things. "I do believe we are doing very well thus far." He continued just so there wouldn't be any of those awkward silence moments while they waited for further instructions. They were doing very well, but they hadn't done much, so there really hadn't been many opportunities to mess up so far.
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Rafe didn't exactly know if they were allowed to start, but it did feel a bit foolish to just be standing there. Rafe locked into the position and kept his body straight and sturdy. He was trying to remember his mum's lessons on dancing. First, you can't have spaghetti arms and create resistance by keeping the wrist, elbow and shoulder firm. "I guess..." Rafe was reviewing everything he could remember about the waltz. "I suppose I should take the lead..." And he knew he could lead primarily with his right hand on her back. Check. "When dancing, resistance should be maintained for forward, backward and sideward motion," he mumbled to himself.
Rafe took in a deep breath. He stepped forward on his left foot, "One," he whispered. Then he stepped with his right foot to the side, "Two," and then drew his feet together, "Three." He was trying to create the rise and fall of the waltz as gracefully as possible and couldn't help, but finding himself looking at his feet from time to time. The more he preceded to dance, the more he stopped counting and could look comfortably into Marilyn's eyes.
Marilyn was trying to let him lead her, really...But something was wrong here. "Rafe?" He kept glancing down at their feet. The blonde knew she'd regret what she was about to say...but for them to do this successfully, it needed to be said. "Stop thinking about it so much and let our bodies move together naturally. Only part of the dance is technique..."
She only hoped he didn't take it as an open invitation...
"The most basic Waltz begins with the Closed position and changes into the Natural turn..." She hoped them already dancing was okay. She in NO WAY wanted to lose more points. Ugh, it was just so embarrassing...and as a Seventh Year, unacceptable.
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"Why thank you monsieur, you look dashing as always." Seren couldn't help but smile as Chad mentioned getting her a fruit basket or something of the sorts... to make up for dragging her up here for a demonstration? Well then she would have to do so more oten. "Oh don't be silly, it's a pleasure, consider your lessons as payment." After all she did need them. "And I do appologise if I step on your toes. I have poor coordinated."
Not in the least, unless she had her boots on. Which she didn't.
The students were doing well so far, and they all seemed quite keen to take the lesson. Well with the exception of some of the boys by the looks of it. "Let's just hope they stay injury free." But if they didn't Beth was here, the perfect set up really.
"I've been well, having a lovel day so far! And yourself?" She really was. As nervous as she was feeling, it was going to be fun. Even standing here with Chad was enough to give her the giggles. Then watching all the students hold each others hands awkwardly was just as amusing.
Chad snorted and then chuckled. "Are you kidding me? You have nothing to worry about. I had to take a crash course this summer to dance. The teacher said that I was hopeless." Silly teacher. Such a waste of time he was.
Heh, well, it was good that she was having a good day! "Ohhh, you know, I am just hereeee....holding your hand. Working up what is left of my dignity to teach the dance. Nothing major."
Were the students ready yet?
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Willaim took Eris's right hand with his left hand. He held up their hands at eye level. William put his right hand on the back of Eris over her shoulder blade. Willaim felt Eris left arm on his right arm.
" Is this right?" Willaim asked the professor.
Chad turned to look towards the student. Hmm, it looked right. So. "Oui. That is right."
His attention then turned to the class. "Soooo..." Now what? Oh lord. "Why not take some time to move around the room with your partner, maintaining your dance stance? There is no need to do anything fancy. Just...if he is to move his right leg forward, la mademoiselle's left leg to move back. Vice versa if he is to move his left leg forward. Same if you wish to move sideways. The key is to make sure you are in sync, so...talk to each other. Communicate where you wish to go. Now...go!"
He turned his attention back to Seren. "Shall we?"
ooc: I apologize for not posting a whole heck of a lot. I do hope you guys are still enjoying the class, though. I gotta scootle to bed, though. 9 am class tomorrow. >.< (it's currently 12:38 am XD)
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"Ouch, that still sounds bad," Paulie commented as he subconsciously flexed his ankles. At least if you broke an arm or something, you weren't actually walking on it. Those poor muggles and those crutches. "So, how'd ya do that?"
It was a little strange, standing in position to dance, but not actually dancing. He felt rather silly, to be honest, and the corners of his mouth turned up in a small smile. He hoped he smelled good. Did he put that spray stuff on after his shower? Ehh, he had probably forgotten, like usual.
He looked at Kenzi, who seemed to mirror a bit of his nervousness, and he mustered a reassuring smile. "Hopefully it's easier than it looks, huh?" Maybe.....
His bluish-greenish, whatever color his eyes were, skimmed around at the other students around him, some paired up and a few - due to the lack of boys - who weren't. If they wanted to join into his and Kenzi's little team, then he had no qualms about that.
So when were they actually going to start dancing? Cause as fun as it was standing with Paulie like this, she was starting to feel even more awkward than before.
"Uh, well let's see...I believe I was trying to run away from my crazy great aunt when I tripped over one of the giant rocks in the backyard." She laughed, relaxing a bit. "What about you? Ever broken anything?"
Mackenzi looked down at their feet. "Hopefully..." she agreed, silently praying to herself that shw didnt step on her partners feet. How embarassing would that. She'd be known as Toe Crusher or something like that! " I'm guessing a little bit od dan e background, whether it's ballroom or not, is helpful."
She looked up as Mr. Stryker began to talk again. So right foot back if his left came forward, and vice versa. Okay...sounds simple enough. "Well, should we start?"
Lauren grinned at her friend. "Okay, sir," she teased and instantly stepped into the proper Waltz position, reaching for Orchid's hand.
"So, Capoeira, huh? I'm impressed," she told her with a smile. "When we were in Brazil I developed this massive crush on this guy who did it. He was totally hot."
"And of course you would have found a guy. You're pretty," Lauren stated in a matter of fact tone.
Orchid stepped into position and grabbed Lauren's offered hand. "Madameouiselle." She nodded, smiling.
"Yeah, one of the guys in the crew I'm in back in New York is Brazilian and his brother taught him, and he taught me." She replied smiling. "I figured, I like music and I like sports, so why not? And I hated it instintly because it was so hard, but once I got in shape enough for it, I loved it! And the bonus...I've got a nice toned tummy now." She said jokingly, even if it was true. "But Tribal! That's something I've never done before. Can you teach me?" She asked Lauren hoping she'd say yes.
"Well, you're beautiful, there's no chance a guy wouldn't want to be your partner, and thank you by the way." She stated, still smiling, like always, she was just a cheerful person.
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His attention then turned to the class. "Soooo..." Now what? Oh lord. "Why not take some time to move around the room with your partner, maintaining your dance stance? There is no need to do anything fancy. Just...if he is to move his right leg forward, la mademoiselle's left leg to move back. Vice versa if he is to move his left leg forward. Same if you wish to move sideways. The key is to make sure you are in sync, so...talk to each other. Communicate where you wish to go. Now...go!"
Orchid nodded at Mr. Stryker before she turned to face Lauren again, making sure they were in the right position. "Okay, so I guess I'll start by going forward three steps, left one, backwards two, make two right turns, and then go forward again. You follow?" She asked hoping she did, she really only did it like this cause she wasn't used to leading dances like this and she didn't want to step
on her feet. So, after that little explination she started to lead them and with surprising grace and composure as well.
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Chad snorted and then chuckled. "Are you kidding me? You have nothing to worry about. I had to take a crash course this summer to dance. The teacher said that I was hopeless." Silly teacher. Such a waste of time he was.
Heh, well, it was good that she was having a good day! "Ohhh, you know, I am just hereeee....holding your hand. Working up what is left of my dignity to teach the dance. Nothing major."
Were the students ready yet?
Chad turned to look towards the student. Hmm, it looked right. So. "Oui. That is right."
His attention then turned to the class. "Soooo..." Now what? Oh lord. "Why not take some time to move around the room with your partner, maintaining your dance stance? There is no need to do anything fancy. Just...if he is to move his right leg forward, la mademoiselle's left leg to move back. Vice versa if he is to move his left leg forward. Same if you wish to move sideways. The key is to make sure you are in sync, so...talk to each other. Communicate where you wish to go. Now...go!"
He turned his attention back to Seren. "Shall we?"
"I'm sure you're not as hopeless as I am, no matter what that teacher said." Then again, it would amusing to see who was the most hopeless. Seren found herself relaxing now that the situation didn't seem so serious or dire.. It was a fun lesson after all.
And yet again Chad managed to make her laugh. "You'll have plenty of dignity left, and I'm always willing to share what will be left of mine." She wasn't looking forward to her next class now. She could just imagine what the students would say... even if they were only joking. Seren looked around at the students again. Maybe if they were bad enough, she would be let off the hook. She certainly hoped that was the case.
Seren listened to Chad's instructions. Well she could do that. Couldn't she? Even if they took their time. Moving in sync, without having to remember steps sounded simple enough.
"Absolutely," she replied with a bright smile.
Let the madness begin.
"So... which way are we moving?" she asked uncertainly. He would lead, would he not?
Marilyn was trying to let him lead her, really...But something was wrong here. "Rafe?" He kept glancing down at their feet. The blonde knew she'd regret what she was about to say...but for them to do this successfully, it needed to be said. "Stop thinking about it so much and let our bodies move together naturally. Only part of the dance is technique..."
She only hoped he didn't take it as an open invitation...
"The most basic Waltz begins with the Closed position and changes into the Natural turn..." She hoped them already dancing was okay. She in NO WAY wanted to lose more points. Ugh, it was just so embarrassing...and as a Seventh Year, unacceptable.
Rafe jolted his head up from one of his foot staring modes and listened to what Marilyn was saying. Yeah, he definitely was thinking too much and probably needed to loosed up. "I don't want to disappoint you." He took in a deep breath and started to let things move more naturally.
As Rafe was about to turn left he twisted the base of his rib cage and snapped his hips around to increase the momentum of the spin, making the turn look more sharp and lively. He was starting to feel more comfortably, relaxed and began preceding his movement more into a lean. Rafe smiled. This definitely wasn't hip hop, but there was something very elegant about the movements he enjoyed. He then decided to take a risk and lift her arm and gave her a spin before moving back into the movement. He almost lost his footing, but quickly recovered. "I hope that was okay?" He grinned awkwardly.
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