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Post by hulachowdown on Nov 27, 2007 9:05:58 GMT -5
Ok, you can dance, I'll give you that. but you haven't seen me dance yet. At my school, I am probualy.......the best in...oh let's say......anything, except tap, I keep slipping, that danm floor is so slipery. But ya, I know to dance she said noticing herself start to babble off into infinty, which was never a good thing. She could talk and talk and talk forever and ever and never stop till she fell asleep, luckily she had leanred to comtrole it for the most part.
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Post by Hannibal [&&] co. on Nov 27, 2007 15:31:37 GMT -5
"Alright, then show me what you've got." he said with a challenging smirk as she said she could do almost all, except for tap dancing. He could do it... Wasn't hard really. He loved the clicking of the tap shoes too, it made him laugh... Don't ask why. He smiled calmly as she finished her babbling. He could do the same, so she hadn't a need to worry. He could go on and on and seem as though he'd never stop. Just as long as he had something good to talk about, and occasionally, even if he had nothing good to talk about his could still go on forever. Babbling was a horrid habit in some people's minds, but he talked like the day was going to end if he didn't say enough things in one day.
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Post by hulachowdown on Nov 27, 2007 18:50:43 GMT -5
The music couldn't help our case more could it she joked lamely, well it was true, the music was an old slow song that was only really good for maybe waltzing and ballet but nothing else.She would need a more upbeat song to do anything more spectaculaire. If you really want to see how I can move I could prubaly get some private studio time at my school, in one of the better dance floor rooms, not the ones that the little kids use and totaly trash she said innocently.
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Post by Hannibal [&&] co. on Nov 27, 2007 20:57:41 GMT -5
"You to James K. Stuart High School?" he asked with a wondering glance at her as the slow slowly begun to fade out and some people advanced toward the dance floor. There were a lot less people then before, for a lot of them left in annoyance at the fact that the slow song had been requested. "I have never seen you around before. Are you still taking lower level classes?" his tones questioned, and hinted that he didn't believe she was old enough to be in his class. He didn't recall ever seeing her in any of the senior level classes. She couldn't be much older then a sophomore... if even that. A small smile spread across his pale features then. He didn't mind that she was younger, just as long as his boss didn't find out, or he'd get his ass kicked out on the street.
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Post by hulachowdown on Nov 27, 2007 22:36:41 GMT -5
Ya, mostly sophomore level danceing stuff, I did get into senior level singing though.My parents want me to consentrate on one thing at a time, so I guess it is singing, then dance, then acting. she said with a bit of a smile. So he did go to her school, that's why for the last few moment she was sure that she had reconized him, or at least his voice and dance moves. She wasn't lieing at all, even though she was hardly a freshman, she was gifted. SHe took senior singing after only 2 weeks of school because the teachers were just blown away by how advanced she was, she guessed it was because she had had singing lessons as soon as she would talk bascily, along with ballet, horse riding and acting. She was what every paretns wanted in a child, except the fact that, she wasn't all that obidient and loved going clubing with her senior friends, oh ya, and she haad had 1 senior boyfriend and 3 sophomore boyfriends allready, aafter a few weeks with them, they had started to bore her too much so she ditched them. Plus , it was way more fun stagette.
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Post by Hannibal [&&] co. on Nov 27, 2007 22:50:08 GMT -5
"Well, aren't you just multitalented? I can dance and draw. That's about it..." he said with a laugh. He wasn't what every parent wanted. He cared more about having fun then getting perfect grades. He was bi, which completely ticked his father off, and the only sports he did were track and tennis. His father disagreed because neither of those sports were 'manly'. He wanted Adrian to play football, or even basket ball. He's even said baseball was better then tennis and track. He was a good pitcher for baseball, but the pitcher was usually the wanted position, so he didn't get it. He wasn't a good catcher, nor was he good enough to tackle those guys that are twice his size, so he couldn't play football. As for basket ball, he had no excuse because he was six feet tall so that was a good thing already. Either way, he didn't play any of them.
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Post by hulachowdown on Nov 27, 2007 22:59:10 GMT -5
I try, and I guess I suceed she said with a coy little smile. Your lucky that you can draw, I mean, I can't even draw even stick people, never could , never really will. Plus, I don't want to put in the effort to make my draws any better then what it has to be to pass . She got in beat with themusic again but kept her eyes glued on his face. Hse neck wasn't even killing her yet, which was surprising since he was at least a whole 6 inches taller then her.
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Post by Hannibal [&&] co. on Nov 28, 2007 22:30:44 GMT -5
"Ahh, but it doesn't take much effort. All you have to do is draw what you see." he said, finding the beat and moving smoothly as he spoke. He was great at multitasking, but being multitalented was something he was not good at. Usually no one understood what he meant when he said that, because of course people looked at what they were trying to draw, but most drew from memory and the ones that were looking didn't see the details, which gave them the appearance of not being able to draw well. Her eyes never left his the whole time they were together. She wasn't a bad dancer, probably one of the better ones he's danced with tonight. He wasn't so sure about getting too close to her like his other dance partners though...
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Post by hulachowdown on Nov 29, 2007 9:16:24 GMT -5
Someone bumped her into the two feet distance between them. She allmost ramed into him but she managed to stop a few inches away from him and mutter Sorry before backing up slightly.Her heart flickered slightly and she wanted to moan out in annoyance but didn't Not again! she thought .
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Post by Hannibal [&&] co. on Nov 29, 2007 9:49:06 GMT -5
His eyes gazed over the area where she had been pushed from and saw that it was Damien who had pushed her closer to him. That kid was so retarded sometimes that it wasn’t even funny, just because Adrian didn't have a girlfriend didn't mean that he wanted a girl he danced with at the bar. He wanted someone that he loved and that loved him back, sure being a good dancer was a huge plus... but he wanted to feel love and to be loved back. He laughed softly as she backed away from him and muttered a soft apology. "It's alright. Don't get upset. That was just from friend Damien. He's overly friendly sometimes and can't see how I am not." he said with a small smile resting on his lips and a glare over at Damien who hid behind his girlfriend and danced away from the two of them.
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