"One, Two, Three, One, Two Three, One Two Three!" Neko-Sensei cried, his eyes sharp on Ahiru's form. It was a warm day, rare weather for the month of october. All the Divisons in Gold Crown Academy were doing something halloween based, including the ballet division. Ever since Neko-Sensei saw some girls adoring the book of Dracula, he knew what the ballet divison, (and himself), would do for halloween.

"Argh!" Ahiru mumbled, her toes numb from countless pirouettes, her head dizzy from the spins. She was trying to focus away from the pain and onto the point of, 'Why the heck did she choose to be apart of this?' She turned her head slightly to see the sight of Lillie's adoring face and Pike's pitying one. Ahiru, now feeling herself losing consciousness, made a sour face at them, dreaming of doing 1,000 perfect pirouettes on there faces.

"Ms. Duck!" Neko-Sensei screeched. Ahiru, surprised at the alarming volume so suddenly, felt herself fall straight onto her butt. "Ow.." She grumbled, feeling her behind for bruises. When she turned back around, Cat-Sensei was a foot away, his claws sharp as his eyes. She gasped, fearing his next words.

"Because you seem to have alot of fun making such amusing faces, maybe you should move to the Drama Division. Or better yet," His eyes squinted, she gulped loudly. ", Make as many faces as you want, As my wife!"

She was horrified, she could even hear wedding bells in the backround. She stuttered, not knowing how to respond, when she felt two hands helping her up.

"Duck was just practicing for the ballet, you see!" Pike said, struggling with Ahiru's arms.

"Yeah, she was trying to look terrified for when she see's the monster." Lillie mocked a scared look.

Neko-Sensei's skeptical eyes fell back on Ahiru's laying figure, "Is that true, Ms. Duck?"

She nodded, so fast she felt her head dizzying up again. Pike and Lillie nodded with her, there heads agreeing in unison.

Neko-Sensei made a small growl, then ran off to his private scratching post.

Pike collapsed next to Ahiru, sighing. "Seriously, Duck, what would you do without us?"

Lillie grabbed Ahiru's head and rubbed it, "She would be the same clumsy duckling, but married!" She sighed, but happily.

"Guys, what am I going to do?" Ahiru said, feeling herself panicking. "Why would Neko-Sensei pick me as Lucy?" She couldn't really act, nor could she dance. She couldn't even speak when Sensei was calling out the cast list and he said, -no, gritted- out her name.

"Maybe it's because you're so much closer to Fakir than anyone else is!" Lillie said. After Duck's name was called, her, Pike, and Lillie blanked out long enough not to hear Fakir's name being called right after for Dracula himself.

Pike snorted, "Or maybe he was just going through some eye thing." Lillie shoved Pike down, and sang out, "Don't listen to her, Duck! Follow your heart and I'm sure everything will be alright!" Pike pulled her head back up, her face red. "Lillie, that hurt!"

"So did your mean words!" She said, twirling back to her dorms. Pike, still a little red, sighed angrily and followed her. Duck looked down at her legs and sighed quietly. She barely ever really acknowledged how bad her dancing was. But suddenly, it was pretty clear she would ruin the show, and possibly Neko-Sensei's great reputation. She pulled her knees to her chest and laid her head down, moaning low. She was going to make Fakir and Lillie and Pike and everyone hate her, she just knew it. She felt her eyes start to burn and she felt a light tap on her head. She brought her head up and squinted to the sudden light. Fakir was kneeled down, the book Dracula in his hand, and his face serious, with a pinch of concern.

"Fakir!" She said, feeling her body electrocute back to her normal self. "What are you doing here?" He rolled his eyes and placed his hands on his thighs and brought himself up. "We're supposed to practice, remember?" He shook his head as he walked over to the piano and placed the book on the top. Ahiru stood up, and feeling herself get unbalanced, grabbed the pole next to her. "What were you doing with the book, Fakir?" She asked, trying to shake off her old negative thoughts. He turned around and leaned slighty on the piano, "I was trying to learn the story, idiot. Something you should probably be doing?" Ahiru felt herself getting agitated. She humphed, "I do know the story. Through dance, idiot." She tried mimicking him, but her insult came out squeakish. He chuckled and started stretching. She frowned and placed her hand on her necklace, feeling the cold stone through her body. She felt her thoughts start to wander again. Ever since last week, she's been touching it alot more often, as if afraid it was going to run away. Her biggest nightmares lately would revolve around her biggest fear - turning back into a duck. It makes no sense, how the story has ended, yet she's still herself. She turned slightly towards the window, watching over the small part of town she could see. She was afraid, and she thought she had stopped being.

"Ahiru?" Fakir said, his voice showing hints of concern. She turned back quickly, pulling her hand from her necklace. "Yes?" She said. She didn't want him knowing she was still afraid. He would think she was weak. He would leave her. Which was another one of her biggest fears, losing her most closest and trusted friend.

He held his hand out, "We should do the main scene. You have the most trouble with it." She nodded, walking towards him, and without hesitation, took his hand. They both took there beginning positions, him gazing at her, and her, looking away. The music started, the player forgotten, and they began.