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 Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 2:49 pm
Melody grew tired and bored after practicing some of her routines repeatedly.She took her earbuds out of her ear and let them hang loosely around her neck. She reached into her bag and took out her water bottle, taking a swig. She tossed the bottle back in her bag then double checked to see if she had her wallet, which she did. "Perfect" she muttered smiling to herself. She pulled on the tank top she had on before, adjusted her shorts, then changed out of her dance shoes into a pair of white sandals. Melody took her hair down from its ponytail and then shook it out. She checked herself in the mirror, then left the studio, heading for the mall.
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2012 12:13 pm
Delilah entered the dance studio and let out a big sigh of relief. "I am liking my all fine art schedule" she said as she sat down to put her pointe slippers on. She put her ear buds in her ears and began her stretching. She got done quickly then practiced her piroettes. She launched herself into a routine with a smile.
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2012 10:03 pm
 Phoebe made her way slowly into the Dance studio. She was new and this was her first class for the day. She was dressed in black tights with dark pink leg warmers, and a dark pink top whose neckline was large so that it hung off her shoulders to show thin black straps of a tank top underneath the baggy shirt. Her hair was still in pigtails with her strawberry hair bands set in place. Dark chocolate eyes glanced around to see others just doing what came natural, one girl not even dancing but rather practicing some type of martial arts routine. At least... that was how it appeared. It seemed this class had no teacher or the teacher had failed to arrive just yet. Phoebe waited a moment as she took in her surroundings, then stepped inside. Her bellet slippered feet was soft and soundless upon the wooden floor and she found an empty place at the waist high bar set before the wall of mirrors. She watched herself a moment and glanced around once more as she placed her hands upon the bar. Of course she had had dance lessons before, as had many here she would assume. She decided to go with the flow in case the instructor was to come while they began. She stepped back and began to lightly stretch to warm up. She would hate to pull a muscle, especially on her first day here. That would be quite embarrassing. She bent gracefully for one of her age and with her feet shoulder length apart, she sid her hands down her legs, grasping her ankles. She held the pose for a count of ten, then stood only to bend once more, her fingers touching the tips of her toes for another count of ten. She rose once more and then dipped, her hands reaching straight down to place her palms flat against the floor. She held the pose another ten seconds, feeling the muscles in her legs begin to burn from the strain. Slowly she rose then and lifted her left foot to the bar, her foot flexed to point her toes. She bent towards her foot then, continuing to stretch out the muscles. it had been a while since she had danced. She was okay at dancing but it wasn't what she was best at.
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2012 10:19 pm
Melody walked in her papers left at her dorm..she found herself heere after fainting and ending up in the nuses officeand then she slept through the rest of music and her free period.She had never taken dance classes before and looked over to the girl stretching by the bars.In a come0as-you-are attitude ,Melody started stretching just like the girl exept Melody had on A slightly ripped black tank top gray leather skinny jeans black stiletto boots and her loooooooooooooooooooooooooong waaaaaaaaaavy cuuuuuuuuuurly jet/pitch blck hair kept falling in her face.Soon she hoped the teacher would come.Mellody sighed as she tried to dance ballet like the girl she was watching.She fell on her butt for the third time today and everyone turned to look at her.''Screw ballet''Melody said and smiled as she took out her ipod and turned the music loud.Seems,shes the only one who can willingly pop-lock-and-drop-it to ''Apple BottomJeans'' in a room full of girls raised on classical music and manners class.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 1:40 am
Phoebe kept her eyes upon her reflection, watching herself as she stretched until she felt the eyes of another watching her. She could feel the color rise in her cheeks as she began to grow self conscious. Slowly her chocolate brown gaze traveled to the girl who had come to class unprepared. Stilettos and jeans would be nice for most other classes, but not dance. She made a face as she watched the girl fall and decided to approach her slowly. She offered a small smile. "Hello. My name is Phoebe. And I... Seen you were having a little trouble. Why don't you take your shoes off to make sure you don't hurt yourself and maybe we could practice together?" Her voice was soft and she was being genuine in her offer. Truthfully the arts were a bit vicious. Dancing, singing, acting... most of it was rather competitive for only those who truly succeeded would get very far. Phoebe was the nice type of person though and she enjoyed helping others, especially when it looked like help was needed. She gently tilted her face as she watched her almost curiously.
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 2:31 pm
Marselia Walks In.
"Hey!" She Says Happily
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 9:43 am
Mint walks in and trips a little "Sorry Im .. oh .." Mint looks around shyly . She walks over to the emty spot by the mirror and puts her bag down. Mint fixes her leg warmers and makes sure her bun is in the right spot. She starts to stretch and wait for the teacher to show.
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2012 3:31 pm
βNothing can change what you mean to me,
there's a lot that I want to say...β-xxxx
xxxxxxxx .β₯. πΈπππ€π₯ππ€ππ πΌπππ«ππππ₯π βππ¨π₯ππ π£ππ .β₯.(Appearance) xxxxxΞnastasia entered the studio and looked around. She felt relaxed being in a surrounding she knew so well. She walked into the changing room and set down her bag she'd been carrying around. She set the papers next to it, 'Let's hope I can do it this time.' She thought and changed into her outfit. She walked over to the mirror and smiled, βStill fits.β She murmured and walked back out, stretching before practicing en pointe. xxxxxx
β...but just hold me for this moment,
xxxx-'cause our love will light the wayβ
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2012 10:48 pm
  The Split Johnathon walked down the hall, looking at his schedule. "Ok... dance class is first..." he said to himself as he looked at the room doors. He walked up to one of the doors and looked at his list. He matched the name and room number to determine that this was the dance studio. He opened the room door and walked in. Only to see that it was inhabited only women. Looks like your s**t out of luck Johnathon. Zero thought. I know... Johnathon thought. He heard the music one of the girls was playing and he kind of liked it. He walked over to Melody. "I kind of like that song. What is it called?" Johnathon asked her. <---Johnathon Clark & Zero---> ((The colored text are thoughts not speech. And Zero is not in the room he is in Johnathon's head.)) ((Zero is currently only in Jonathon's head))
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2012 10:58 pm
Melody smield and laughed a little bit"Um..I'm real sorry I can't remember..you like it?"she said smiling and dancing some more.
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2012 11:24 pm
The Split Johnathon smiled back. "That's a eal shame that's a really cool song. Hi, I'm Johnathon." he said. "This is a little embarrassing but. I don't actually know how to dance. I took this class hoping someone could teach me." he said. <---Johnathon Clark & Zero---> ((The colored text are thoughts not speech. And Zero is not in the room he is in Johnathon's head.)) ((Zero is currently only in Jonathon's head))
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