friday knights

10 ... ballet class

  friday
knights
10

☊ | track seven—one of me

"HEY," AMIRA RUBBED DIANE's arms in a comfort manner trying to soothe her jitters. After fixing her bun, she noticed how down she seemed. It was Saturday morning and Diane had a ballet class to attend.  One of the best perks of having a rich stalker was forcing them to drive you around like a personal chauffeur for errands. Since Carter wouldn't leave her alone, she thought it would've been a good idea to watch him sit and suffer through three hours of fluffy tutus and slow dance. He was indeed suffering but the only good thing he got out of it? Being with—you guessed it. Amira.

While the rest of his siblings were out, Cato sat home with Lady—claiming someone had to be home to watch her which wasn't the case. He just didn't want to sit for three hours. So Carter was stuck—not that he minded.

Sasha bounced on Carter's lap clapping her hands and interpreting her own dance moves to the music.

Lola stood in the far corner trying to follow the class's movements whilst Theo filmed the whole thing with permission—of course. But the ensemble wasn't complete until he put on his director's hat and glasses.

Though Amira started noticing Diane's behavior this morning after telling her that everyone would be attending her Saturday class. Then she went mute in the car when Carter would make lighthearted jokes about how boring ballet was. She'd roll her eyes and keep quiet, staring out the window. Amira knew something was off and that it didn't partially just had something to do with Carter's jokes. If anything, Diane would've made comeback after comeback but she wasn't for it today.

"You been out of it since this morning, what's up?" Diane turned to face Amira, fiddling her tight sleeves. She looked around before pausing at Carter who was sitting beside Amira playing with Sasha. She bit her lip before shaking her head. "Just still tired that's all."

Amira figured she was lying but nodded, not wanting to pressure her. "Okay well we're here if you want to talk," She assured the polite girl who smiled and nodded.

"I'm glad Victoria found you," Amira pouted in awe.

"Technically, Cato and I found her," Carter chimed in with arrogance. Diane took a deep breath and ignored him, turning to blend in with the other girls. "Why do you open your mouth?" Amira plucked him on the shoulder which didn't cause any pain.

"I'm just telling it like it is. Ain't that right buzzy bee?" He cooed, lifting Sasha to stand on his thighs. She bounced up and down. "Me just telling it like it is," Sasha smacked his cheeks and babbled nonsense.

"That's right. See? Sash agrees with me."

"That's you insulting her intelligence if you think that."

"She gets her IQ from me. I'd say she's pretty smart."

Amira rolled her eyes and turned in her seat to watch the class. "How often do you guys check on her?"

"Check on who?" She rolled her eyes again.

"Diane. I know she has a different mom and maybe she has a hard time dealing with being the odd one out."

Carter scoffed and sat Sasha back in her stroller then turned her to face everyone for entertainment.

"I doubt it. My dad is always at her feet."