Hey guys, I'm back!
It's been way too long, but I had some time to write so that's good, I guess. Also I finally saw Step Up All In... Amazing.
I'm not gonna comment it otherwise I'd never stop.
As for the prompts I must say I've been working on some stuff you guys told me about, but their all turning out to be multi-chapter fanfictions so I'll think I'll post them separately.
If you guys have requests don't be shy and send them my way! ;)
I'm back with Moose and Camille. (For some odd reason it doesn't surprise me...)
Actually I've been thinking of this since Moose said "We met to this song!" in front of that ice cream truck in Step Up 3D.
I Hope you Like it. Read&Review.
DISCLAIMER. I do not own the Step Up Franchise. *sighs* :(
QUOTE OF THE DAY
"Dancing leads the way to romance
so when I hold you in my arms I won't dance."
- "I Won't Dance", Fred Astaire
Room 19
The Maryland School of the Arts was weird. That was Robert's first thought.
Second it was super strict. You'd think that since it's a school for all kind of artists it's nice and super cool and that they're all very understanding, and it's true from a certain prespective, but it's also a hard school. Hard.
Or at least that's what everyone else said.
Robert Alexander III, or simply Robert (Bobby in his mother's eyes) was a freshman at of scrawny with curly, dark hair and a almost costant happy face, he was always full of life.
Also he was a great engineer for a fourteen years old. That's what got him in the school in the first place: stage lighting. Sure he had an unexpressed passion for dance, but he never had the guts to tell his father about it. For now he was just cool with attending the school.
Which explains why he was roaming around looking for the stage lighting class on the first wednesday of september. Another weird thing about MSA, apperently all freshmen had to start a week earlier "to gat used to the fast pace of the school" or something like that. On the bright side his classes started at 9.00 sharp. A part of him told him he was going to be late anyway, he always managed to.
Some people were already busy, he saw at least three different ballet lessons and two rooms full of guys his age playing instruments.
Finally he found the room. He checked the post-it he wrote the number of the room on ('cause yeah, he's that forgetful).
Room 19.
"Must be earlier than I thought" He looked at the people inside from across the huge, fancy wall of glass. The room was big and clean with big windows, the blinding light shining through the thick courtains. It was all so... perfect, it kind of intimidated him. It almost made him feel restricted and caged. It didn't really look like the greatest place for stage lighting, but than again it was his first day, so maybe it was just orientation or something.
Some kids his aged were dancing. He kind of envied them. They had this light, this determination in their eyes, but they also looked exhausted. All but one.
A petit brunette wearing black crop sweat pants and and an ovesized purple open neck top. She was panting just as much as she was smiling. And she kept her happy face even when her dance partner stepped on her foot, actually she blushed, and her cheeks got an adorable shade of pink.
Robert couldn't make ot the song they were dancing to due to the insonorized walls, but it definetely wasn't one of those boring classical ballet songs. He watched them dancing for a while, the routine looked easy, but you had to be in perfect sync with your partner which is harder than it looks like. "It's definetly early, the class before isn't even finished yet." He thought.
The bell rang a few minutes later, signaling the students had ten minutes to switch classes. He entered the room as soon as the others were gone. Only the brunette was left not even the teacher was in there. The girl had her back to him, she could have seen him from across the mirrored wall if only she had her eyes open. After a few seconds the song playing ended, but after a few moments it started again. "Fred Astair on repeat, huh?t" he noticed as the brunette started dancing alone to "I Won't Dance". He liked that song. He glanced around and since no one was there yet he thought why not?
He moved closer to her trying to remember what her partner had done before him, aside from stepping on her foot of course.
He danced along with her, keeping his distance until she opened his eyes.
Robert expected her to stop, look surprised, gasp maybe. But she smiled and giggled a little. Soon they were dancing closer, togehter and perfecly in sync laughing. In that moment he felt alive and happy, more than ever before, usually he dance alone at home, freestyling most of the time. It was the first time he had a real dance partner.
After the routine ended, too soon if you ask him, she hurried to stop the tape.
"What are you still doing here?" He asked without really thinking.
"Just waiting for the other's to get here. Still have a few classes, you know?" She said facing him again.
"You're in the next class too?" He asked. She simply nodded, a few seconds later she added "Why?"
"It's just, you don't really look like a stage lighting kind of girl." He said with a sheepish smile, but she only gave him a confused expression.
"You know? The next class? About to start? Stage lighting..." She shook her head. Seconds later she laughed.
"Oh god! You're in stage lighting?" She didn't wait for his answer. "You're gonna be sooo late."
"Impossible, that class is here." He said showing her the post it. "Room 19"
"Yup, this is room 19 and I've been spending my mornings here for the past two days. It's a dance room." She said pointing at the four walls.
She took the post it from his hands and turned it upside down.
"Room 61 I believe, which is pretty much on the other side of the school." She giggled, Robert wondered how could a sound be so adorable and confusing at the same time. "Here I thought this things only happened in movies." he heard he mutter. The bell rang again .
"You're sure this is not stage lighting?"
"Pretty positive. Ballet, jazz, tip-tap even. Everything but stage lighting." She said with an apologetic smile.
A few kids from before entered the room followed by new faces. They were all in dancing attire. "Makes sense, I guess..." He sighed to himself.
He checked the clock and finally it him. He had class. On the other side of the school. He was going to be late on his first day.
Perfect, just perfect.
"You really should go now..." She started leaving the phrase hanging.
"Robert, I'm Robert." he said- Thinking 'bout it he didn't know her name either.
"You are..?"
"Camille Gage" she said smiling. "but seriously you should go or you're gonna be late. Well, more than you already are." He gave her one last cheery smile.
"See you around Camille!" he said rushing out the room trying to make his way through the croweded halls.
At the end of the day he was glad he had ended up in room 19.
I know... it's a bit short. But I hoped you liked it anyway :)
A fun and very Moose way to start high-school, right?
As you probably understood he still doesn't go as Moose, yet. I like to think it was Camille who gave him that nickname.
I think I'll write about it.
Aside from that, have a nice week. I'll try to post as soon as I can.
with love,
PersonalEscape