Walking Tall Among Dwarfs

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This chapter is dedicated to testing_my_patience for the amazing cover!!!!! thankyou!!

"Snob"

"Dimwitted bozo"

"Bimbo"

"Dumbo"

"Duck face"

"Cabbage fa-"

"Okay enough of that both of you! This is about making bonds stronger, not breaking them!", I hear Mrs. Walts say as she pushes us apart.

We have finally started our pair dance and its clearly not going on that well. After a break of exactly half a minute, we start our dance again. Every single time, just before we start, Mrs. Walts tells us to come closer, "A big, fat elephant could fit between you guys!", she always says.

Our dance is divided into two parts- the easy, having to do nothing, fluttering butterfly part and then the extremely hard, excessive adrenaline expected part, like having to do a hundred push ups straight out of bed!

We first do the entire dance, and due to the obvious lack in energy, we are asked to do the second part again. We start the second part, forcing the first few steps and then, starting to flow with the music of the dance. We finish successful, earning us a whole ten minute brake!

"Get up and start all over again.", we hear our coach say, after a while.

We start our dance, I push off my left leg, doing the first step of the entire dance, and he pushes off his right, doing the first step of the second part. Needless to say what would happen next; our skates get stuck, making me fall right on top of him, making us tumble for five rounds before he sticks his hand out to stop us.

I don't know which part of START ALL OVER AGAIN didn't my genius partner understand! Either he has severe ear problems, or he did that on purpose, or both! Knowing him and his absent minded nature, he probably didn't even care to listen!

I try getting off him, but our skates are still stuck. My brand new, lovely, pristine skates, now spoilt by some oblivious geek. I pull and pull and they finally separate.

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It's nine in the night, I finish my solo dance and go on to start my pair. Just as we start, Mrs Walts gets a call.

"Hello, this is Martha.............oh is it?........don't worry I'll be there in a bit!", she says stuffing the phone back into her purse pocket.

"Guys, I got an urgent call from Mr Walts, it will take me barely fifteen minutes. Practise your dance, I'll come back and check!"

Usually if any of our coaches left in the middle of a class, I would have to go back home, and if I protested, all I'd receive is a huge lecture on the importance of my security. But this time, I am not alone. I feel very grown up to be honest with you!

"You done daydreaming?", Jacob says, putting a hand on my shoulder.

I, being the extremely lazy person that I am refuse to do the entire routine, so we just go through the steps individually.

"HELP! HELP!!", I hear a shrill voice say from behind me. Both of us turn to see who's called out when immediately, a bag of overflowing powder is stuffed into my face. I feel my head get heavy, my hands go numb, my legs give way and my vision blurrs. I feel myself hit the ground hard on my face.