It Takes Two To Tango

Chapter Two

Alisa's POV

"Alright, class. This week we are going to start learning about Ballroom style dancing." Mrs. Kelly, one of the dance instructors, said. Her husband, Mr. Bill, was her assistant. He was setting up a small area to practice lifts and tricks in. Which was basically a small area in the corner of the studio with mats covering every inch of the floor and walls.

After telling us a little about the dances we were going to be learning about, they dismissed all of us to go change into our practice clothes. After changing into my black shorts, I put on a black sports bra and a loose gray tank top.

After that I simply left my feet bare of shoes. I wouldn't need them if I was going to work on turns and lifts anyway. They would just grip onto the floor and slow me down. Once we were all changed into our practice gear and were back in the studio, Mrs. Kelly began telling us about ballroom dancing and telling us about the dances we were going to be learning.

As it turns out, this would be our senior final. As fourth period is made up of all seniors, our teachers thought it best to make this a grade and consider it our final.

We would be split up into pairs. Each pair would have three months to come up with their own routine. They could either choose to pick from a list of Ballroom style dances the teachers had provided us with, or make up their own.

If the routine was created by the students, however, it must include ballroom style moves and costumes. It had to tie in with the ballroom style in some way. It didn't sound too hard. It actually sounded quite entertaining to me.

Just then, the studio doors slammed open and in walked Satan... I mean... Kyle.

What is he doing in this class?

"Ah, there you are, Mr. Fisher. Class this is Kyle Fisher. He's going to be joining our class for this last semester." Mrs. Kelly said with a smile. "If you have any spare clothes you may change into them. If you do not, it is recommended that you have some shorts and a t-shirt of some kind tomorrow. You may sit anywhere when you are done." She told him.

"Thanks. I'll have some clothes tomorrow. Today, however, all I have is the jeans and shirt I'm wearing. It that okay?" He asked.

"For today it is. We aren't dancing today. We are going over our new project. Which you have to do, too. That is how you will get your credit for this class." She told him.

With a small smile, he looked around at all of us, as if deciding where he could sit and cause the most trouble or look the coolest. Upon seeing me, his eyes narrowed and a slow grin spread across his face. He looked pure evil with that mischievous glint in his eyes.

He slowly made his way towards me and sat down elbow to elbow with me. I subtly moved over to put some distance between us.

Why is he even sitting next to me, anyway? I wondered to myself.

"Alright, class. As I was saying, you will be required to do this project with a partner and it will require practicing at home. We have already assigned your partners." Mrs. Kelly said, back on topic.

"Partners will be Gracie and Nate, Brittany and Alex, Kyle and Alisa..."

What?!

"Miss Daniels, do we have a problem?" Mrs. Kelly looked at me expectantly.

Oh crap. Did I say that out loud?

"Yes. You did. Now, do you have a problem or is everything okay?" Me. Bill said.

"Umm. No. I'm alright. Sorry." I mumbled.

"Alright. Everyone find your partners and begin discussing the project." Mrs. Kelly announced.