dance with dylan

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ones agen i was expected to wear my ushwal pink dance cloths but hanging on the door i fond a light blue and shimery grayish/silver drees that i could tell cost alot seing ass the boddes was so finely made.

the skirt was allso finely stichd and the dezine was well thort out. you could tell from the flowy ruffles that  it was made for spining.            i dredded looking down and thare thay were. 

velvit blue and silver pont shoes. 

my shumich dropt knowing thid ment dubble pane for me 

ushaly we would pracktice fine danceing nuthing to hard or speshal. yu no stuf to do at fancy dinner partys.    but ballet  really.

ofcorce i know how. thats not the problem even tho im worryd iv forgoton how.

i preferd whatching ballet than doing it but i knew i dident have a choce on this.

"oh no" i herd the boy say from his certon   

dad loves ballet he must of told your muther

"  PHHHHHHH   SHE IS NOT MY MUTHER "

"oh ye sorry" he said  

no time for simpathy  i remarkd dull'ly 

"no chance we can talk our way out of this is theare he said with hope in his voice"

nope i said 

we got changed and deylin was talking obut how he hated tites   and i cept laphing that. made him cross 

affter i put on the dress that felt tite in all the rong places i pickd up the dreedid pont shoes and started snaping the spine of them makeing it warmd up for what is to come. 

thay wear hard as bricks and as i slipd them on i winced tieing the ribbin arond my anckals.

Arrow are you reddy the boy calld 

allmost doneeeeee   ok done i said slowly getting up

i was releved to see that he had put shorts over the tites utherwist i would not no what to do or say id just laph at him.

we had matching coulers and his shoes lookd more berable than mine.

so um he said shyly do you know how to do this orrr-

i rispondid by lifting my leg and spinning rond and rond 

there probobly wasent unuf room in thear to be doing that so i was weary and corshas with my pirouettes.

i stopd when i herd someone comeing. 

then i herd from outside the door YOU TO DONE YET the dance teacher said 

yup we both said back the next thing i know we are being dragd thue the coredor back to the ball room. my feet wear allredy herting. 

ah maching besstys rings allredy my dance teacher laphd i leend back so i could see arond the mans head and dylan lookd just as pussled as me.  

one second later we are in the middle of the dance floor and are being tolld posishons we will need to be in wall stretching 

i lookd across the room only to see that the dance teacher was right.

we did have matching rings what in the world is the chance of that.

miss emily allwase checks i have my ring on before class but has semd to forget today 

theare was a ballet bar on the utherside of the ball room that i knew darn well i hadnt had a use for since i was 6.   thay had lifted it higher for me and dylan. 

the dance teacher instrukted us on what to do and the next second one of my legs are on the bar and he had prised my foot in one hand and pressing down hard on my knee kap. it was paneful bisnes stretching tho ive been forsd to do worce when i was lerning egvanced jim with flps and catapults and pane oh so much pane. 

then i was told to stand next to the new boy dylan so i did 

me haveing to remember he was in the room made me stiffin up and more akwed. i could tell by his face he didint want to be hear eather.

i qickly strechd my thys before criking them down into the splits. dylan qickly folowd haveing know problem what so ever. thrue all this we made no eye contackt but we knew that we cept glansing at eachuthers rings. 

then he was instrukted to stand up and then hellpd me 

"now miss Arrow" said the dance coach  "if you would please stand infrunt of him" i did as i was told 

"now Boy" he said with a much sterner tone "put one hand on her waste and one imertween her thighs "

oh he said his face heating up 

come on chap this ant a girl scoutes camp piped up his father looking almost imbarast himself.

i was not incredobly ceen with the idea eathe but i wasent one to have any say in this me and dylan boyh know it 

so the next thing i know im being held in a verry unsetaling and un injoyable way. 

are you ok he wisperd mmmmm i muterd as a rasponce i was glad that he wasent being a creep about this.

the next thing i know the teacher has explaned something very complocated to him and im serton its in french 

ive tacon french classes but have never herd of any of thease words once.

go with the flow he said 

my leg has been strechd by his arm up to my head and he then lets go and focases on my waste spining me round and round wall i try to focas but my brane is a mess it ends with a bow. that will be all today 

pearces you are ofcorce welcome to stay 

before dylan pearce could object the offer his dad exepted with a smile i was tolld to be on my way back to the changeing rooms and theare would be a loser dress wateing for me 

i hoped this ment no corsett but ofcorce theare was the blassted pinck corset and a less danty goun for thear was no nead for a dinner party dress. 

since i did the corsett myself i did it alot tighter than i would be aloud 

i dont know why she makes me weare one its not like its 1824    its 2024 but she has old ways old tradishons and habits and her freinds seem the same.

god why dont i meet anyone normal 

the dress i had put on was more bridgerton stile but still pink allwase forced into pink 

i walk out and dylan and his dad were sat on cheres awateing me to come back 

this wasnt guna be fun at all the ferst thing ant emily said was you discraseful child thats no propper way to walk and the next thing i know she has titely pulld the strings of my corset so i cant breath 

i herd dylan wince lowder than i did obeyasl  shockd, uncumfterble, sorry for me, after seeing something she he wasent ment to or just plane horofide.

his face contorted like he was guna be sick from seing my normal waste go to pencle thin in 2 seconds 

then my shulders were placed back and 3 thick books were stackd om my head makeing me look up strate then i was instructed to walk tie shues and then spin like i just had to in the former class  

i could tell that dylan was lokking away becose he didnt ceare t watch a tird girl try and fix her poscher aspeshaly in this crool way 

i soon colapst, fanted, wackd ,agenst the cold hard marble flore 

word count 1250   not bad at all 

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