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Post by katina artino on Jul 27, 2009 21:28:32 GMT -6
 BUT I CAN'T GET MY HOPES TO HIGH ,
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her last class had just been let out. classical was wonderful. katina loved her black , high heeled dance shoes , but she didn't feel whole in them. not like her pointe shoes. the teacher had been letting katina stay as long as she wanted , once class had finished. katina then sat in one of the black fold up chairs in the classroom.
the room was magnificent. large mirrors scanned the front of the class room. then on the next wall was two tall windows looking over the campus. the only other windows in the room were on the wall with the door. these windows gave other students to watch what they were missing out on. katina gazed into the mirror at herself. this atmosphere fit her.
bending over , katina laced the ivory colored pointe shoes. her whole outfit sorta clashed in her opinion. she quietly removed her red dancing dress and the halved black sweater to reveal her black leotard and light pink tights. she stood proud and tall in the middle of the room , facing the mirrors. katina's posture snapped straight and her eyes sparkled. with her feet in the fourth position , katina started to move. her body in rhythm without music. she would glide around the room.
then getting on her tippy toes , katina moved into a final pose. sadly though , the ballerina lost her balance. katina fell face first into the ground. her arms protected her face , but her ego defiantly was broken. katina rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling. the ballerina did not want to move , anyways , this was peaceful. the world was silent , but she could help to think of that boy from the other day.
sebastian. he was kind and kind of cute. she would never admit it out loud though. her eyes drifted closed and katina thought.
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tagged open.
words count three hundred and six.
outfit described up above.
lyrics catch me » demi lovato.
notes C: yay muse!
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Post by Sebastian Woodsen on Aug 4, 2009 13:30:30 GMT -6
[/color] ` i've been on my own too long[/color][/center] The clock slowly ticked away until the final bell rang, signaling the students that classes were over until the next morning. Sebastian Woodsen slowly gathered all of his books and notebooks before standing up from the desk. All the other students had left rather quickly but not Sebastian. He was happy that class had been let out for the afternoon, but the evening ahead loomed in the air. He had a few tests he had to study for and frankly, he wasn't looking forward to it.
Now walking down the elective class hallway, Sebastian let his mind wander with thoughts. Most of which regressed to the thoughts of the pretty Greek student he had met earlier in the week at the coffee shop he worked at. Without really thinking, he decided to pass through the hallway where all the dance classes were held. There was a few practice rooms, the stage that was used for preformances and recitals, and his favorite-the classical dances classroom. It might have been his love for the great windows that gave a spectacular view of the Russian landscape. Or perhaps the mirrors that made the room look twice as big as it really was. Sebastian was about to walk into the classroom when a woman caught his attention. She looked familar, but he couldn't quite place her when he had seen her. "Excuse me," he said politely, "are you using this room?"
Word count: two four four
Tagged: markie
Music: Hail to the Geek-Deaf Pedestrians
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Post by katina artino on Aug 4, 2009 14:15:19 GMT -6
BUT I CAN'T GET MY HOPES TO HIGH ,
cause with every hello ends with a goodbye. [/b][/center]
the floor was keep her cool , but it was also making her tired. after a long yawn , she sat up. katerina was hearing footsteps. the ballerina figured it was just the teacher , so katina did not turn around. 'excuse me , '
[/color] a polite voice said , 'are you using this room?'[/color] katerina did not think twice about turning around. she stopped and shook her head no. the freshman was done with dancing. that's when she finally turned around and stood still. her body stiffened , it was sebastian. the two had met earlier this week at a local cafe shop. with hands shaking and eyes staring , katina rushed over to her dance bag. the ballerina felt too exposed. she had been standing in front of him in nothing but tights and a leotard. katerina threw on a flowing black skirt and the halved , red dance sweater. she hustled towards the door , but then realized sebastia still there. "umm ... long time no see?"[/color] a nervous laugh escaped her lips. her eyes scanned his face. she felt lost and slightly scared. after he had turned done her request to study together , she really didn't know if she wanted to see him , but then again ... "how have you been?"[/color] katerina know looked done to the ground and kicked her feet. that's when she realized that she almost left the classroom in her pointe shoes. [/size][/font]
tagged LIME.
words count two hundred and twenty-nine.
lyrics catch me » demi lovato.
notes meeeeeeeeeeeeehhhh. lol.
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Post by Sebastian Woodsen on Aug 4, 2009 14:45:15 GMT -6
[/color] ` i've been on my own too long[/color][/center] Sebastian watched as the ballerina bounded over to her bag to cover herself up further. Then, she turned to him and the girl that he had met in the coffee shop flashed in his mind.
"Umm ... long time no see? How have you been?"
Slowly the junior shifted nervously on his feet. "Uh, I've been doing alright. How're you? Katina, wasn't it?" He asked as he filed through the books that were resting neatly in his arms. He really didn't want to be there, with Katina, even though he had been thinking about her off and on since he had met her this week. The thoughts of his tests began to run through his mind once again. "From what I saw, you're a pretty good dancer," he complimented, hoping that would speed up the already awkward conversation. "Really, I mean it."
Word count: one five four
Tagged: Markie
Music: Where is the Love? by Black-Eyed Peas
Notes: Houston, we have a problem! Lime is losing muse rapidly! [/blockquote] |
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Post by katina artino on Aug 4, 2009 15:05:21 GMT -6
BUT I CAN'T GET MY HOPES UP TO HIGH ,
cause with every hello ends with goodbye. [/b][/center]
she smiled. he remembered her name. looking up at him , katina said , "yes , it is katina." then she added , "and i've been fine. just out and about."
[/color] at her last statement she gestured her hand towards the dance room. this is where here time was spent. then , she watched as he shifted through his books. like katina , he didn't feel right being here. the poor girl sighed and looked back at him. katina wanted nothing more than to get to know him , but it was impossible with her. as she turned to leave the room , sebastian said , "from what i saw , you're a pretty good dancer. really , i mean it."[/color] katina's pale face turned bright red , almost as red as her sweater. the young lady turned toward him and smiled. "why ... thank you!" bowing down she removed the pointe shoes and thought. 'maybe i should just take a chance ...'[/color] suddenly , she took a big leap of faith, stood straight , and walked closer to him. they were now standing side-by-side. looking up at him , katerina smiled. "what do you do for fun?"[/color] it was a shot worth taking. [/size][/font]
tagged LIME.
words count one hundred and eighty-eight.
lyrics catch me » demi lovato.
notes nooooes!
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