Chapter 41
Dancing through my Mind
Holly's POV:
Dear Diary,
So, yesterday I was thinking about who Arty is. Today I'm thinking about the dancing that went on at the club.
First of all, there was the dancing that I did with Juliet, Shry, and Mackenzie. It was provacotive to say the least. In fact, I'm still blushing from some of the tings that he did. Thankfully, no one but Juliet knows that Hollinda is me. So, it shouldn't really matter.
To be honest, it was fun to just be a girly-girl for a while. I'm not exactly a tom-boy, but no one in their right mind would ever call me girly. Though, I can definitely see the perks of acting that way.
It was definitely an 'I am woman, hear me roar' type of moment. It was very overwhelming. Of course, the way that the men were looking at me wasn't admirable. I felt like a piece of meat. Well, that's one thing that both male humans and male fairies have in common. They know how to oggle.
Then there was the fast dancing with Artemis. I never thought that he could dance. And of course, like always, he surprised me. I remember the way that his body moved and the way that his missmatched eyes lit up. He seemed to be so alive. Like he was a normal teen instead of a super genius.
Though my favorite part about the fast dancing was saying 'in your face' to Minerva. Nothing in the whole world could beat that. She looked mad enough to spit flames. Not that I was getting any satisfaction from that... Ah, who am I kidding? It was worth it. It's justice for her being so 'crazy possesive' towards someone who doesn't belong to her.
Regardless. Moving on to slow dancing with Arty. One word: wow.
Now, that's a bit more of his expected genre of dance. I had to admit that I was wrong, but I'd always imagined him as the two-left feet type of guy. The type that stood in the corner on a cell phone or checking his stocks and bonds or something.
I keep thinking about how his pale hands entwined with my darker ones. Then, he put his hands in that insanely high place. My only thought was: seriously? So, of course, I had to moved it down. His hand was so... large as it slid down my abdomen to my hips yet was still the perfect fit.
Artemis was amazing at the tango. When he whirled me around, I felt like a little girl again. Like I was a beautiful princess at a ball. The dips were swoon-worthy to say the least. But I guess my favorite part was just swaying as he held me close to him. I could feel the heat radiating off of his body. He was so warm and accomodating, like he knew exactly what I needed. He was the leader, and just as effective at that as he was at leading plans.
To anyone who thinks that someone smart can't dance, I'll point to Arty. Though, he shouldn't really count. He can do anything. Or at least that's what he'll have you to believe.
Well, I suppose that's all that's on my mind on the moment. Until next time.
-Holly
A/N:
Whoo-hoo! Another Chapter down. Okay, so I hoped you enjoyed that one, because the next few chapters will be in Holly's POV and in diary form.
Anyway, I plan on updating soon. Note that this is my main focus at the moment and that I have a ton of stuff all ready written for it. Yes, the Haven parts are almost done at the moment.
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Yours truly, madly, and deeply,
Einstinette