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Post by MeiMei on Sept 1, 2006 19:09:50 GMT -5
It was early in the morning, and bearly light outside. No one in school would normally be awake at this hour. "Maybe I can get an hour of practice in.. but I can't let anyone find out.."
She cut herself there, getting her messanger bag with only a pair og shoes for her to change into. These shoes were 'Pointe Shoes' used for ballet.
There was much more to MeiMei than anyone knew. Outside she was a tall, scary yelling nut case, but beyound that she was like any girl, it was just hard to see that usually.
Inside the room, she took precaution to make sure the door was locked, sitting down she removed her usual footwear, her black athletic shoes, lacing up her lilac pointe shoes she began.
"One two, three.. She went on counting as she was warming up. Carefully she got up into Pointe position and she began.
She practiced maybe once a month if she was lucky at this school, she didn't really want for it to get out she did ballet, and she was pretty good at it ontop of that.
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Post by Fredrick Nova on Sept 1, 2006 20:07:28 GMT -5
Fredrick was up early, too. He found it hard to sleep lately, his mind racing. He felt pretty inadequate against the others here, all of whom seemed to know more about fighting and physical fitness than he did. It was embarrassing.
He crawled out of bed just as the light was dawning and pulled on some training clothes. He was determined not to be left behind, but he knew he needed a lot more work than the others. Some training when no one else was likely to be around seemed like a good idea.
Fredrick made his way to the training room, but the door was locked. Cursing under his breath he ran back to his room and found his lockpicks. He didn't want to get in trouble for breaking in, but they couldn't be too mad if he was doing it to try to be a better spy, right?
Back at the door he slid his picks into the lock and a tiny click told him he'd been successful. The door opened to his touch and it was then that he saw his classmate up on pointe. Surprised, he dropped his picks and gasped.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!"
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Post by Harem Del Villar on Sept 1, 2006 20:17:43 GMT -5
harem was tired, to say the least. She was just tired. Three hours of nonstop trainning before light even reached their horizion, killed her. She walked past a couple of training rooms and decied if she found anyone, they would be responsible for her.
Did she mention that she gets awfuly grumpy in the mornings?
Someone better pray for the next person who gives her trouble.
walking past an opne room he haerd an
"Oh, I'm so sorry!"
Wasnt that the new kid? What was his name? freddy, fred, fredrick?
he follwed the voice into the room and saw Meimei in ballet shoes. To tired to care Harem walked up to the nearest person to her and hugged them. she went and kncked out right on the person.
Poor Fredrick.
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Post by Fredrick Nova on Sept 1, 2006 20:31:22 GMT -5
Fredrick blinked several times before he realised what had happened. Bright red from embarrassment, he put his arms around the sleeping Harem and carefully lowered her to the ground. This was turning out to be a very strange morning. While he was leaning over he gathered up his lockpicks and then risked a look at MeiMei. She didn't look happy, at all.
"I'll...uh...I'll just go and take her back to...oh, I can't, I'm not allowed in the girl's dorms."
He looked at MeiMei helplessly, totally unsure of what to do next.
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Post by MeiMei on Sept 2, 2006 6:04:55 GMT -5
"Hm.." She twirled around, seeing two of her classmates. Her teal eyes narrowed to 'dots' and she just popped down sitting on her claves.
Would they hender her over the face she did ballet, would they speak of it.. Those amoung other questions raced through her mind.
Part of her just wanted to scream, that would be the part of her she didn't allow anyone to meet, her nicer side. She was at a loss for something to do; still sitting there, she looked pretty shocked
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Post by Fredrick Nova on Sept 2, 2006 9:56:17 GMT -5
Fredrick looked between the girls, one passed out at his feet and the other sitting across from him, apparently stunned. He felt terrible, as if both of these conditions were his fault somehow. He recognised both girls, of course, though he'd never before really spoken with either of them.
He looked down at Harem again, his first aid training telling him he needed to check on her before tackling anything else. He checked her pulse quickly, it seemed fine, and she was clearly breathing. He watched her chest rise and fall for a moment before blushing even deeper and realising what he was staring at. She seems okay, he told himself and looked back to MeiMei.
"You're MeiMei, right? We have some classes together." When she didn't answer, just stared at him, he pushed ahead. "I...I don't think you have to worry. It's not against the rules to dance."
He watched her carefully, confused. Every time he'd seen her before this, both in class and out, she'd seemed so utterly confident, unlike him. Now she looked more scared than anything. He waited for her to start screaming at him, sure it would happen any moment.
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Post by MeiMei on Sept 2, 2006 10:00:54 GMT -5
She blinked, normally she would have just began screaming and probally hitting someone or something, but this was a completly different story. Her eyes sort of crossed as she glanced down.
"Uhmm..uhh..Yes. I'm MeiMei.." She finally anwsered, it took a moment for what he was asking to actually set in. "I know it isn't aginsed the rules.. I ju-- she paused right there, glancing sort of away to the right.
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Post by Fredrick Nova on Sept 2, 2006 10:24:15 GMT -5
Fredrick frowned, even more confused.
"You seemed to really be good at it, I mean, you don't have to be embarrassed. I've travelled with ballet companies before, and you looked really...I mean, you seemed to have a good idea of...um...of course I only saw for a minute and I'm not an expert or anything, but you've got a good basic position there..." He trailed off lamely. "It's nothing to be ashamed of. At least you're in good shape."
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Post by MeiMei on Sept 2, 2006 12:00:23 GMT -5
"Ashamed.. Yeah that word works I guess.. I try not to let much get out about myself.. being i'm so.. tall.." She lightly sighed. "Be happy you have a normal height and you aren't considered scary."
"I'm not exactcaly miss personality. I'm more like Miss 'oh snap shes mad, run away!'
"You've traveled with Ballet Companies..?" She seemed to be intrested there.
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Post by Fredrick Nova on Sept 2, 2006 12:08:03 GMT -5
Chuckling to himself, Fredrick wondered what was so wrong with being tall. He'd wished many times to be taller, to grow into his face and voice, but it seemed in vain. He was doomed to be short most likely. His mother and father were both on the short side, but he'd gotten his stockiness from his grandfather. On the whole, he often felt like he'd gotten the worst genetics possible from his family.
He took his glasses off, they were only for show anyway, and wiped them on his shirt idly.
"Yeah, my parents played for orchestras, and sometimes we travelled with operas or ballets. I've seen them so many times I think I could probably dance them myself...or, well, if I were built for it, anyway.
"I'm Fredrick, by the way, in case you didn't know. I can be easy to miss sometimes. And I don't think you're scary. Actually, you're pretty interesting, at least to me. I've never spent much time around people with so much energy."
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Post by MeiMei on Sept 2, 2006 12:21:02 GMT -5
"Short people are cool though.. Because you can do this."
She got up and walked over to him, bending over slightly, pinching his cheeks. She giggled, it was obvious she wasn't gonna hit him now or even yell.
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Post by Fredrick Nova on Sept 2, 2006 12:42:38 GMT -5
Fredrick blinked at her and blushed hotly. No one apart from his grandmother had ever pinched his cheeks before, and she was so close, bending over that way. He could smell the powder she used mixed with her sweat from working out, and felt himself breaking into a sweat as well.
"Er..yeah, I guess you can. Um..." He looked down and put his glasses back on. He didn't know how to react at all. "Maybe we should get Harem someplace a little more comfortable?"
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Post by MeiMei on Sept 2, 2006 13:01:00 GMT -5
"Yeah." She moved back, kneling down by Harem, she made quick work to get her left arm, swinging the arm over her own shoulder, she stood, leaning forward slightly. "Where would that be..? I don't pay much attention to the medical stuff.." She gave a nervous laugh.
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Post by Fredrick Nova on Sept 2, 2006 13:15:28 GMT -5
"Here, let me," Fredrick offered, and leaned down, scooping Harem up bodily into his arms and stepping back a bit at the weight. "You shouldn't have to carry her."
He looked down and smiled a bit.
"If you don't want people to know about the dancing, you should probably take your pointe shoes off, too. As for the infirmary, I think she'd just asleep, actually. We could take her back to the dorms? I'd feel better trying to go in with an escort..."
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Post by MeiMei on Sept 2, 2006 13:19:55 GMT -5
"Oh.. Uhh.." She cleared her throat, dropping down, quickly unlacing the pointe shoes and stuffing them into her bag, slipping her althetic shoes back on. "An escourt, right." She nodded, putting her bag back on. "That makes since. C'mon I'll show you the way."
She pushed the door open, or she thought she was, it didn't move. "Huh.. Oops." She pulled th is time and it opened. "I hate doors.." She mumbled, holding the door open, being his hands were full.
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