A beautiful and petite girl with Japanese features perfects a combination in the center of the first row of her class, then she moves to her partner then he lifts her and places her on the ground. The teacher applauds them and then the entire class goes through combinations step one, two, three four, the young women's short skirt flutters around her skin tight dancing outfit as she Pirouette's.
Dance, the movements of ones body to music, steps performed in a row, the telling of a story or putting a visual aspect to music, it is called many things but to some people it the beat of their heart that they dance to. They learn steps just like other aspects of life, their heart being the constant rhythm and their soul being everything else they need.
A young man is in the middle of a half lit and steamy part, his dance partner is a sexy girl that he does't even know her name not that he cares. His bronze medallion bounces off his chest as moves the girl to the beat, she is trying not to pant but he is flying high. The music is a part of him, the only things stopping him form being dust in the wind but that's just how life is.
Raimundo Pedrosa didn't have much in life but right now he thought he was in heaven, with a girl that could make a move in a packed party where the music was blasting through the speakers but he did have a problem the girl had had soothing to drink and wasn't her best and therefore this dance was to easy.
The other problem was that his partner's boy friend was getting very jealous, unable to resist temptation Raimundo threw his feet out so he had to catch the girl around the waist the he pulled himself up so he was right against her. PJ the boyfriend was mad but he the red lights that where rigged around the room made him seem really mad, to make matters worse, the girl toyed with his medallion like she was going to kiss him.
That was the last straw for PJ; he knocked over a strobe light which if possible made the party even dimmer but also more exotic. "yo what you doin' with my bitch?" PJ very crudely asked, Raimundo Pedrosa was a charmer all the girls knew it and he was a hothead all the boys knew it, the problem here was that he had promised clay he wouldn't fight tonight and he actually wasn't interested in this girl. But of course his bravado spoke for him "your name ain't written here, let her have a little fun" he stated brushing imaginary dust off his arm like he really couldn't care.
Upstairs was more brightly light and Clay Bailey was having a conversation with a very pretty girl and he almost had her ready to make out until his annoyingly self centered housemate burst through "hey sweetie, want to move with the master?" he asked. "hey Omi" Clay hissed pulling the short kid to him "back off" but the girl decided to let the boys have alone time.
"Damn you" was all Clay could say but as usual Omi had moved on, he was looking for there friend Raimundo, "where could that boy be?" he asked, "Where else would he be man?" Clay felt that he had to state the obvious as his friend was always on the dance floor. A loud crash made both boys rush to the staircase and upon seeing there friend send PJ, a renowned bully and gangster to the floor, Clay straightened his cap and whistled. "We gotta go get the dumbass, don't we?" Omi asked and clay wondered why he always asked such stupid questions when the answer was obvious.
Clay was a tall guy and some said he was built like a wall, he helped his family business out a lot so he was strong but he was also calm which helped in situations like this. Clay fixed the only blue eye that visible as his blond hair covered the other one on Raimundo because he and many others in the room thought that Raimundo was the more dangerous one.
Clay thought that things were going smoothly and perhaps no one would need to visit the hospital tonight until PJ pulled his pistol, "rethink Pedrosa" he spat Raimundo's last name like it was a curse. "You got it man" Clay stated while dragging Raimundo outside and hauling Omi threw the door too, "hey why you gotta throw me?" Omi asked he hated being treated differently because he was younger and smaller then the other two.
"Raimundo! Why you got to be doing this" Clay yelled as he yanked on his black jacket because his pale blue shirt was warm enough thankfully had worn comfortable shoes because Raimundo was fast, really fast and who knew what he could do. Finally catching up to his friend, he repeated his question, "I didn't start it was the girl she made the move" Raimundo spat "it was PJ to, the ass he pulled the piece".
"You two stop cat fighting" Omi asked puffing as he had finally caught up, " besides Raimundo would have gone all thief on PJ's ass and stole his wallet while kicking his ass". "Who said I didn't?" Raimundo slyly asked his emerald green eyes a light, pulling the worn wallet out of his white hoddie then he passed some of the bills to Clay and put some back in his pocket, Omi upon seeing the fairly large amount of money hadn't watched where he was going so when he took his smaller amount of Raimundo's loot he was not only clumsy but angry, "why I gotta get the small cut, just cause I'm short, that's it ain't it whoa" Omi suddenly knocked over a garbage can.
Which broke some glass off a low lying window and seizing an opportunity to prove himself he kicked out the rest of the glass, "this place is a school, come on I'll show you" trumpeted. "yo am I the only who does't want to get us killed or arrested ?" he asked as Raimundo's eyes where seemingly on fire with the rush of adrenaline, Raimundo skilfully slid threw the window but Clay took a minute to observe the large brick building that was polished and neat nothing like his school which was trashed and decrypt.
Once he had found the other two, Omi was mucking around with the props on a highly filled stage and Raimundo did a back flip and knocked off a prop and it smashed on the floor, "you in heaps now" Omi retorted thinking he was a man "Don't worry dudes, this rich kids can afford this" Clay quipped. The three began extracting a justice of sorts bringing a little piece of there world into this completely alien one.
There was a glitch when a security guard came in, Omi headed for the hills and made it, clay started to follow but the loyal friend he was went back to help Raimundo of whom the security guard had mange dot get the ground "Raimundo!" Clay called but Raimundo told him to leave.
Raimundo was arrested and what the legal system called a 'trial' was quick the judge had to dig about his record and his foster parents, he knew that his foster mum was trying but her husband was a drunk and they were glad to get the check for him and the others. The trial lasted barely ten minutes and Raimundo was sentenced Maryland school of Arts.