"The course of true love never did run smooth." ~ William Shakespeare
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Kailani Hummel, an innocent small-town genderfluid teenager, gets sucked into a world that seems like only they can navigate in an attempt to save everyone they love. Will Qu...
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"The Tango." Cassandra began looking around the room, as Kailani and Rachel finished their stretches and moved to stand in the circle. "You have to have it in your arsenal, people. The first thing you need to understand is it's all about sex. When you are dancing the tango with someone, you're seducing them. Partner up. We're gonna start with abrazo, the embrace."
As the groups move to their usual partner's Rachel and Kailani tried to approach a few people, but they all turned away or were shot looks by Cassandra to move along.
Spotting Kailani taking Rachel's hand, eyes brighten at the idea of working through the Tango in class this week, Cassandra quickening stepped forward and shook her head to interrupt the duo.
"Not you, Schwimmer. Keep practicing those jazz hands back in the corner." She interrupts, using her cane to push the two freshmen apart. She placed her cane on Rachel's chest, pushing her back towards the wall.
"Wait...but...Ms. July... I'm sorry, but.. if I'm ever gonna play Evita, I'm gonna have to learn how too tango." Rachel protested, as Kailani looked between the two in confusion.
"We're short a boy, so a girl needs to sit out. And you don't have enough sex appeal to pull off a credible tango. You're awkward and tentative in your body, and you move like you're ashamed of it." Cassandra argued, shaking her head at the thought of the jewish girl joining the dance.
"I don't mind dancing with h-"
"Eh-eh, Fisher-Price." Cassandra's cane was suddenly placed on Kailani's chest, eyes narrowing. She reached over and flicked the ribbon in Kailani's neat bun, chuckling a bit. "You have sex appeal in a weird Kid's Funhouse type of way. You can wear a bow all you want and give those innocent wide eyed looks, but the way you move on this floor says otherwise."
"Thank you?" Kailani subconsciously widened her eyes a bit, glancing towards Rachel in hopes of figuring out if that was an insult or a compliment. "Are you wanting me to...work on jazz hands too?"
"God, no." Cassandra scoffed, turning and looking around the room. She shrugged, looking back to Kailani with a sly smirk. "Guess you'll be dancing with me, Fishie. Sound good?"
Kailani looked to Rachel, before looking back to their teacher and nodding her head.
"Yes ma'am." She replied, frowning when Cassandra rolled her eyes and grabbed the front of her unitard, tugging her towards the floor.
"Don't ma'am me. I'm not that old." Cassandra spun around, tossing her cane to another student, before placing her hand on Kailani's hip and taking her hand, already beginning to count off the class without sparing a look to Rachel.
