Chapter eight
A recital surprise
I sighed as I got ready for dance class. The tournament was coming soon and I couldn't wait, but I didn't want to start neglecting my other hobbies. I ran into the lounge and everyone was there. Mylene was working on some paper work but looked up when she saw me. She looked from me to the work, then back with an apologetic expression. Hydron had her knee deep in work. This time however, she could pick someone she trusted to go with me, instead of Spectra just picking who had taken me the least.
"Volt, um could you go with Luna?" she asked. Volt looked up and nodded.
"As long as I don't have to participate, I can keep an eye on her," he smirked at Lync, who turned a violent shade of red. We went off and grabbed a cab to the studio, and made it just in time. Once I had my ballet flats, I joined line of dancers beginning to stretch. When we finished the teacher stopped the music and stood in the center of the front of the room, a sure sign that she wanted to tell us something.
"I trust you all remember the dance we've been working on with the boys," she began. Everyone nodded. Since a boy finally came and evened the odds, I had a partner. I didn't particularly care for him though. "Well, since you know the full dance, and everyone can perform it better than I've had a class perform a number, we will be showing it tomorrow as an act before the beginning of the bakugan championship tournaments," she announced. Many stared at her for a moment, before breaking into applause, myself included. This was exciting indeed. "Now, I need you all to work extra hard today, because I would like to see run through several times in a row without one limb out of place. Now, since there are a total of fifty people in this performance, we will be heading to the big room. Follow me." We were quick to trot after her, into the biggest classroom in the studio. The boys were there waiting for us. We all quickly got into position with our partners. Mine shot me a creepy smile.
"Begin!" our instructors yelled at the same time. I began to step carefully, as the music started slow. After a few counts it picked up slighty, then a few more went by and it sped up even more before reapeating, during this, the front three groups led some turns while the rest of us used our feet and a little arm movement. Afterwords the music would become extremely fast, and the girls jumped into the partners arms, and we were spun in a nice circle before being put down, and reaped it two more times. After that, another tune came, slower, but not as much as the last one, and this time, everyone was doing fancy arm and leg work. For a moment this tune would stop and reapeat something short three times, and one at a time, the front three would do their trick, before we all moved to the same tune. Occasionally, the boys would take us and with their guidance we did a flip. Then yet another tune came in which only the front moved, before taking the fastest once more. It was exhausting, but fun. Since I was small, I was in the middle, with the oldest of the class in front, and the taller, newer ones in the back. At the end of class, we were handed a bag with our name on it, and told it was our costume. I looked at mine before we were even out the door. It was a white, long sleeve leotard, with big, light, sparkly blue snowflakes at the right side (or would be right when I put it on), left hip, and both shoulders, as well as a band of tiny ones on the hem of the sleeves. Also in the bag was a snowflake band that went with the leotard, a bottle of glitter spray, and instructions for my hair and makeup. This would be my second recital performance, and the first one where I was on stage the entire time. I couldn't wait.