Chapter one - The meeting and dancing

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"From a young age we become inspired by things we see and hear. And that's why I died but it wasn't my fault and I don't regret picking this path of dancing. It makes me feel so alive even though I'm not...anymore that is. My name? Mmm I don't remember it. I don't remember anything but how i died and why i died that's really it everything else is a blank, it's all so fuzzy but i don't worry about it dancing and myself is all i need! Yes it does get lonely at times and things can seem so dull but I wouldn't have it any other way...well maybe a friend that loves to dance as much as i do would be nice! Mmm now back to dancing..."

**A small and graceful smile plays on her lips and she starts her dance once again. It was simple but beautiful somehow, yet you could tell by looking at the female ghost she was far more talented with dancing just by the way she moved how her raven black hair swayed as she moved gracefully across the dance floor, her greyish skin sparkled from what little light their was, her soft dark blue eyes like the night sky at its most beautiful.
And not far away though was a boy watching. He had chocolate brown hair, green eyes that could remind you of a forest, his face was scaterd with light freckles, and tear stained cheeks with a few tears still running down his face and falling to the ground. He had seen the lady dancing and talking to herself? How funny he thought, and he let out a soft giggle. He had been watching for a while, for some reason watching her dance made him calm and he enjoyed watching her; it had cheered him up from the preces events that had happened to him. He had gotten in trouble with his bullies again. He didn't know how long he had been running from them, he just ran and didn't stop, he couldn't even see where he he had been going since tears had blurred his vision, but once he did stop he somehow found his way to a old dance studio that had been abandoned because of a murder that had happend in their and rumors their was a ghost hunting it, with no other choice since he was getting tired and the bullies would soon catch up he had gone in and that leads to now him watching this beautiful lady dancing so wonderful, how she flows along and move gracefully like the wind and the dancing leaves outside he saw whenever the wind picked them up, her movements and appearance was so peaceful like a calm ocean at night with the moon shining over it. He wished he could dance like that, she dances almost like an Angel...no wait. Goddess...Yeah! A goddess, that was what he thought she was a goddess to him. His lips tug into a small smile as he watched her, the more he watched the more time went by, to him the world just seemed to be the two of them.
The lady stopped eventually oh how sad he was when she stopped but that feeling soon faded when she turned to look at him, he could feel his heart almost beat out of his chest just by making eye contact with her dark blue eyes that could swallow him whole if he stared too long **

"Dear I know your there, there's no need to be afraid..Please do come over i promise i don't bite"

**she let out a small playful giggle, a warm and welcoming smile on her face. This made the poor boy bright red, his heart melting even more from how kind and sweet she was..Yet he felt like an idiot for falling for a stranger at the first sight. He let out a small and nervous laugh and walks over, and in a somewhat soft and shy voice he said**

"H-Hi I'm sorry if I creeped you out or disturbed your dancing, b-but you're a really good dancer! Please don't be m-mad and can I please keep watching you dance!"

**She only let out a small chuckle, than extended her hand out to him waiting with a soft angelic smile and with gentle words she eased his soul and those simple words that made him beam with joy** "Would you care to dance with me?"
**With a small and shy nod he took her hand, she led him to the middle of the empty dance room, she placed her right hand on his shoulder and led his right hand on her waist, onec that was done she used her left hand and graded his left hand. They danced for hours on end like leaves in the wind high in the sky. For the lady she was happy to have someone to dance with and to maybe have a friend now, even if the boy kept messing us and tripping every now and then but she didn't mind she was enjoying it and found it cute everytime he messed up and said sorry, he tended to make such a cute face in her opinion. As for him, he felt so embarrassed but at the same time he found this fun and calming..he would definitely have to practice though, he felt silly and stupied for messing up a lot. But as time went on he soon had to leave to go back home, much to the girls dismay, she did not want him to leave and he did not want to leave either so he made a promise to her that he would come back every day so they could dance together again and spend time with each other as new friends. He gave the lady a bright smile when she nodded, he then ran off in glee, he got smaller and smaller till he disappeared out of the lady's sight..A empty lonely feeling was left in her heart and soul once again, she sat down and closed her eyes to daydream to pass the time till the sweet boy came back to fulfil his new promise to her.**

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