"I give you my destiny
I'm giving you all of me
I want your symphony
Singing in all that I am
At the top of my lungs
I'm giving it my all"
"Mr. McCall?." He heard his professor say. He wasn't paying attention, his mind has been way out off of his head lately. Thinking of how him and his estranged dad has improved their relationship lately, now that he is a young adult man "Mr. McCall." Calls his professor once more.
"Yes?." He answered when his eyes met the ones from the older man "I'm sorry, Mr. Caine." He apologized with an uncomfortable grin in his face.
"It seems that you has been out of this world lately, Scott." His professor doesn't sound severe or mad but it's just the right amount of worry to call his student's attention "That's why we have decided team you up with Miss Bennett." The blond guy can see all the ballet students looking at each other.
"Miss Bennett?." It's Madame Smith's turn to call out for her student. Scott has seen the older woman walking around the academy with her cane hitting it against the floor announcing her steps so everyone, especially her students, could walk quickly out of her path "Anyone knows where is Bennett?." Interrogate the woman in a hard tone and she hits her cane in the floor just one time to shut up all the whispers that her question started.
"Not here, obviously." A blond girl sitting in the front row says looking at her nails.
"Obviously, Miss Hall." The madame says looking her student in the eyes "I hope that next time do you have the decency to tell Miss Bennett what you think about her in her face." The girl whom last name is Hall just look at her teacher with her eyes full of rage
"I apologize for Miss Bennett." Says the woman holding her cane by the top with her two hands "She's a very discipline young woman and a splendid ballerina, I'm sure that the two of you will make a excellent work together, Mr. McCall." The aforementioned just smiled feeling uncomfortable once again, nodded and look to some other place.
They were set free after all of his classmates were teamed up with someone from the ballet lessons.
"Mr. McCall." He heard someone calling for him while he walked down the hall to his locker "Mr. McCall." This time he heard the female voice so much closer than before and he recognized it.
"Madame." He says surprised and worried when he turns around almost kicking Madame Smith's cane "I apologize." He says embarrassed feeling his cheeks blush.
"It's alright, Mr. McCall. Don't sweat about it." Her voice definitely sounded softer than before even do she still having the same countenance "As I said before I'm really sorry for Miss Bennett's absence, usually she doesn't do this kind of things."
"Is she alright?." The young man asks worried.
"Of course she is." Answers the older woman "Probably you can find her in the old building, ballet students still having some classes back there and she spends a lot of time in the dance's studio." She let him know with a smile on her lips.
"Thank you, Madame Smith."
"Oh, Mr. McCall, just tell me Miss or Margaret it's fine."
"Thank you, Margaret." He thanks her again with a small smile that she returned to him.
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Falling
Roman d'amour"The melody was intoxicating but so much less than the girl dancing to it... she was tall and athletic or at least it seems with the leotar that she was wearing, her moves are somehow sweet and calm but at the same time strong and so powerful that S...
