"Roan, come on! I need to bring a guest tonight, and you are the only one who doesn't have plans!" Lexa cried as she begged him to come with her to her dance class that evening. She had been asking him to join him since last week when her dance teacher had decided she thought it might be interesting to have everyone bring a dance partner.
"Lexa, you can't be serious. I've already told you, I don't dance," he replied. He had begun to feel frustrated with Lexa's constant pestering in regards to the dance lesson for this week.
"Roan, please! Clarke said she had something special planned for this week but we each need a dance partner. Everyone else is busy. Please, Roan?" Lexa begged again. Roan sighed has he finally relented.
"Fine, if it will get you to shut up, I will come. You owe me for this, just so you know," he watched as her face lit up. She hugged him before running to the door of his apartment to put on her shoes.
"Make sure you wear comfortable clothes! Sweatpants sneakers, you know that whole bit. It starts at 6, I will meet you there quarter to, ok? You remember how to get there right?" At his nod, she continued. "Perfect! You are the best Roan!" With that, Lexa left the apartment.
Silence suddenly enveloped the apartment. Roan fell onto his couch with a groan, one hand on his face. I can't believe I agreed to this, he thought to himself before looking up at the clock. He realized that he had 4 hours before the class, which gave him plenty of time to make himself something to eat and go to the gym for a quick work out.
It was 5:35 by the time he made it to the studio. He had thrown on a pair of grey sweatpants and a slightly faded black t-shirt. He stepped out of his car and walked around to lean on the hood in order to wait for Lexa. It was another five minutes before Lexa's car pulled in next to his. She stepped out wearing the same jeans and sweatshirt she had been in his apartment.
"Seriously? You tell me to wear something comfortable and you are going to dance in jeans?" He looked at her and gave her a disgruntled look.
"Don't be stupid Roan, there are change rooms," she responded with a wave of her hand. He shook his head.
"Whatever. Let's just get this over with," he responded as they walked into the building. Once Lexa had changed into a tank top and shorts, she had introduced him to her fellow dancers. Octavia brought Lincoln, Maya had brought Jasper, Harper had brought Bellamy, much to Octavia's dismay, and Raven had brought Wick. They had all been standing around the dance studio talking before the door opened and in walked a young blonde woman.
The woman wore calf length light blue leggings, and a loose white tank over a strappy sports bra. Roan noticed that the woman was bare foot and carried a large gym bag with her. She put the gym bag gently on the floor before looking at the group.
"Alright, so before we get started, I would just like to thank you all for coming and introduce myself. My name is Clarke for those of you who do not know me. So as I mentioned today will be a special class, and I am glad that everyone was able to bring a partner. So ladies, the reason I asked you shoe size last week is because we are going to do something a little out of what we are used to. So if you could come forward I have some new shoes for you," she explained as all the girls stepped forward. Clarke reached into the gym bag and produced shoe boxes with each of the girls' names on them.
Once each of the girls had their box, they went back to stand next to their partners. Upon opening said box, they each discovered a pair of suede nude stilettos that zipped up at the heel. They had a thick suede strap that held the toes to the shoes, and a jewelled strap that started at the toes and extended to wrap around the ankle connecting to the zipper.
"Oh hot damn! Clarke these are amazing!" Raven exclaimed before putting them on and examining her perfectly pedicured feet in the mirror. The other girls did the same, as Clarke leaned over to produce a pair of her own as well. She smiled as she put them on examining her own feet before testing them out with a few little steps. Roan watched, mesmerized by the movement of the young woman.
"Do we get to keep them?" one of the other girls, Maya, had asked. He watched as Clarke giggled a little bit and nodded.
"Today we are going to try the Kizomba, and if all goes well, I may be able to convince my supervisor to let me try teaching ballroom lessons," she had explained. "Before we continue, I would like to introduce my own partner for the day, one of my best friends and fellow dancer, Miller."
The group watched as a man who looked approximately the same age as Clarke walked in. They walked towards each other and shared a quick hug, leaving Roan to mentally question the nature of their relationship.