*JACK IS BLONDE AND ELSA IS BRUNETTE!!!!! DONT PLAY UNTIL I SAY!*
Jack's POV
I chuckled at Elsa's remark you made. She just proceeded to roll her eyes at me. "Alright you to, you have the class period to work on your dance," Mrs. Belle told us smiling. With that she took her papers and bag to tell the other pairs that were in our class. I turned to Elsa to see her daydreaming, I went behind her and locked my arms around her waist. It took her a second to react....... with a slap. I staggered back grabbing my cheek. "Don't touch me like that again," Elsa spat as poison dripped from her words. "Unless we have to," I hear her mutter lightly.
I smirked and popped our CD in to listen to our music. I leaned my back against the mirror just thinking. Where Elsa, she was already dancing, I just watched her. She reminded me of a deer, strong yet graceful. She was majestic, I'll say that now. I admired her every move, her every sway. I stopped the music. She stopped and looked at me. "Are you going to stay there and let me dance? You have to help also," She questioned me. I chuckled and walked over to her. "This song reminds me of some one who is trying to cover up who she is and has many struggles," I gazed into her blue eyes. She nodded in response,
Elsa's POV
Just great!!!! He is going to have to touch me in this dance. My first thing to avoid was the feeling of his icy cool finger against my skin. "I'll start the music and we can go from there," He nodded as I began to walk to the player, "I think I can start on the ground," Jack sat with his knees up in a triangle shape and his body hunched over. "Okay, and I'll stand behind you and do a little solo, before you get up." I suggested walking behind Jack. He looked up at me, his icy cyan could see right through me,
I felt vulnerable.
"We can just play it by ear," I suggested, again no wanting to get into the 'touchy-feely' thing. (Not very good at describing what they did but, I'm doing my best, and your not watching it now because you will see it later.) Jack nodded and broke our gaze. Before we started Jack threw off his shirt and I blushed seeing his six pack and sexy V line. Jack went back to his position as I began to play the music and stand behind him. Beginning my solo, I bent down and swooped the floor, and reached the top putting my leg back in a bend, secretly I could Jack watching me. I waved back and forth and stood behind him. Trying not to get to feely I pressed my hand to his head, which he fell over and laid on the ground as I stretched my leg, bending and collapsing into myself with grace. Jack was on the ground bringing his leg around to his side with agility. He came up and stretched his body to make him look like a triangle. I will admit, Jack is really flexible, I mean REALLY flexible. He came around and collapsed on himself, and I was sitting in the back catching my breathe.
Jack's POV
Okay, it's my turn to take the lead, Elsa had controlled me enough, my turn. She bent over me waving her hands and I took this time to grab her hand and pull myself up. She glared at me, and I smirked at her in a reply. We tumbled together straight legs and waved arms went everywhere the entire time, I hand on Elsa's. I twirled like a ballerina, and she walked around me and lead me some where. Let's do something unexpected, I thought to myself.
I put my arm around her tiny waist, and she gasped, and tried to squirm away from me by stepping over my back and traced her arm down my bare chest.
Elsa's POV
AWWW HECK TO THE NO!! He put his arm around my waist and with his firm grip held me there as I stepped over his back making it now apart of the dance. I slid my arm over his chest, for payback of course. Doing this, I felt his six pack. I shielded my blush and I stretched out and he leaned on me, I collapsed with his chest, neck, and head, resting on my back. I put my leg up to straighten it. Jack got touchy and ran his hand up my leg. I gasped again and all I could do was quietly whimper. Low, enough that he did not hear me.
His hand left my leg. He left a burning sensation in my body that spread like wildfire. I tried my best to push the warm feeling aside, but failed miserably. Jack had taken control of the dance.
I felt extremely vulnerable.
*20 minutes later*
We were talking since we finished we were saying how to improve, when a knock was on the door. I opened to door to find Mrs. Belle with her things and 2 black dress bags. "Okay, you too will be dance next weekend, not this upcoming one, but the next one," she stated getting the point across. "Your accuracy, creativity, and performance, will determine your grade at the competition." "Well, show me what you got," she insisted gesturing to the blank black dance floor. (PLAY VIDEO NOW!!) she nodded in approval and clapped for us. Once it was over, we both walked towards our dance teacher panting. Jack was DEADLY close behind me,a I felt his warm breathe on the back of my neck and it sent shivers crawling down my spine. "Very good, you two, I'm very impressed. You two will dance at the Triton Tale Competition, in Corona. Which is roughly about three hours. You will leave Friday afternoon, and will compete on Saturday at 4:00pm." She handed us each a white sheet of paper with all the information. "Here are your costumes," she handed us the bags. "Class ends in fifteen minutes." She ended and left.
I yelped with excitement, and sat down on the floor. Jack just stood over me and laughed. "What are you laughing at?" I pouted to him. "You are getting giddy over a costume." emphasizing the word costume. "I like getting new costumes." I said defensively. He lowered himself by hunching his back and placed an index finer under my chin and bringing my face close to his ear. "and I bet you look sexy in all of them." he whispered huskily. He pulled back and began opening his bag. I sat there absentmindedly, vulnerable to his touch and actions. No, Elsa, keep your hard layer on, he is going to break you down, and murder you again! I scolded myself, and opening my bag with my head down, blocking my rose tinted cheek. My heart sank and leaped at my costume. It was a two piece, lace shorts with lace ruffles falling off one side. The shirt wasn't even a shirt, it was more like a lacy, long-sleeved crop top that cut off just under my breasts.(in media PLEASE LOOK CUZ IDK I DESCRIBED IT RIGHT!) Jack had a simple black tank top that defined his muscles beautifully and black pants.
This going to get worse before it gets better...
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HEY JELSAMITES!!
so sorry it took me so long to update I was lazy and my moms at my computer -.-
so I had to write it on my iPad but on the bright side I got 1315 words! (probs not a lot)
yippee so it got kind a steamy in this chapter I hope I didn't make it too awkward for you guys I tried to describe it as best as I could I couldn't find it adjective to describe what the situation was so I just sent awkward XD
my Jelsamites are smart you know what to do!!!
had to update this chapter again becuz I edited it and it wouldn't save! >.<
~Valeri~
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