Four Months Later
"One two three, one two three."
Twenty young dancers followed their teacher's movements.
"One two three, one two three, twist and bend...Keep the feet pointed!"
The studio was small, and the wide glass window lit the room with sunlight. A classical song played on a CD player in the corner.
"One two three- Kelly! Eyes off the floor!"
The song came to a stop as well as the dancers, breathing heavily from fatigue. Their teacher grabbed her water bottle off the floor and took a quick sip before speaking. "Good, good, good. You guys are showing improvement...Kelly, practice keeping your eyes forward as you dance, and Rebecca! Sharper movements! Ah...class dismissed," she said, waving her hand.
The dancers made their way to their bags, picked them up and scurried out of class, giving the teacher a quick goodbye on the way out.
"Goodbye, Miss Lilian!" they said. The woman set her water bottle down. "Henry! Henry, class is done!" She called out to a closed door. The door opened, revealing a little boy with big brown eyes and shaggy hair.
"Can we go to movies now, Mom?" He asked excitedly, running to his mother. Lilian ruffled his hair. "Yeah, let me change first and we'll be on our way," she said. Henry jumped up and down impatiently. "Hurry! We're gonna miss Galactic Boy!"
Stylo sped through the streets, recklessly swerving between lanes. "Murdoc, when are you going to teach me how to drive?" Noodle asked. "Noodle, when aw you gonna stop askin' questions?" Murdoc replied, mimicking her voice. Noodle shot him a glare.
"What movie we seeing?" Russell asked. "We're wotchin' Undead Apocalypse 3! I've bin waitin' awl year for dis flick!" 2D chirped happily. Murdoc scoffed, swerving into another lane, making cars nearby beep angrily. "We're? Nuh uh, YOU guys can wotch, I ain't wotchin another shitty zombie movie, they're all teh same," he said grumpily.
"So what will you do instead, while we're watching the movie?" Noodle asked, placing her hands on the drivers seat and stretching. Murdoc shrugged. "Probably'll find me a bird and get laid." Russell sighed. "Of course you will," he muttered.
Murdoc pulled the car into the movie theatre parking lot. "Wot the hell, there's no parking anywhere!" He snapped angrily. "Ah, teh premiere of 'at new kiddie movie iz today...Galactic Boy, I fink its cawlled," 2D said, scratching his chin. Murdoc groaned. "Wonderful," he grumbled. "I'll just drive around aimlessly until we find a fuckin' parking spot."
