philophobia

same

we are in the same time block

i can hardly believe it

im both overjoyed!

and extremely annoyed.

why was it that his block of time set out for the dance room with the teacher there have to be now?

i glower at him, hes not paying attention to me though

thats when the teacher walks in

shes very no nonsense, has her hair tied up in a tight ballerina bun

apposed to my messy bun towering hap-hazardously on my head

lukes hair was short, but not too short, covering down his forehead a bi-

stop it!

i turned my attention back to the teacher

"Alright class I expect you have a bit more thought out to your dance then the song,"

there are a few nervous chuckles

i had almost half my dance plotted out and choreographed

"remember you can have a partner for this dance but you will be the the only soul being graded."

she claps her hand motioning for others to start "I'll be walking around giving minute pointers,

"Remember if I point something out fix it, I don't lightly give these out."

I turn to the mirror, turning on the small device i  brought with me

there was only about seven students in the large room so the music coming from everyone wasn't unbearable, some had gone into the smaller rooms set apart for private practice to work I decided to stay in the main room

i glance up there are only three people in this room,

me a girl and luke

Miss alice must have gone out to assist a student in a private room

i practice in the mirror, repeating 5 second sections to nail down certain parts

i catch small glimpses of luke talking with the girl

but these are only split second glances as my eyes betray me

i am focused, using the long length of the room to perfect an enchainment,

working to perfect a battement that doesn't seem to want to cooperate

really just being absorbed into my music and dancing

but even as i dance i feel that somethings not right

my dance is off

why?

i keep practicing making slight adjustments every couple steps

feeling through the dance

trying to get it to work

but its missing something

im so into the dance and music i don't notice that there is someone right there beside me

i jump a bit at the realization unprepared for someone to enter my deepest thoughts

i turn prepared to give this person a piece of my mind when i see him

and i mean him

right there only a few small (yet large) feet away from me

"Hi, remember me? I'm lucky?"