Late 1934

Art of Ideas on the Spot

Grade eleven SUCKED! I failed! Sure I was never the brightest but seriously? Two good things came out of repeating the grade though: (1) I was now getting help from Steve who was almost a straight 'A' in all of his courses (excluding Physical Education) and (2) I met her. If I was in grade 12 this year, about to graduate, I probably wouldn't have cared about the people around me. Sure she was two years younger than me (grade 10) but whatever. Her name was Connie, she was smart, beautiful and amazingly kind. It was half way through the school year now and my marks were already incredibly better than last years attempt. I got to see Connie in art class because she was actually good enough to get bumped into the elevens courses.

Steve was always too occupied with his art to notice I never did anything. Every once in a while I would throw paper airplanes at him then exclaiming how my aim was so good that I always hit the smallest target. The first few times he laughed but I think I began to actually piss him off. That's when I started talking to Connie. Today was a different day then every other one! Instead of just complimenting her art, or listening to her go on about politics, I decided to change things up.

"What'chya drawing today?" Well... sort of different today. I leaned closer to see what she was doing. Nope, not a clue in hell. She whispered back.
"It's going to be a dog. I'll let you name it when I'm done if you want." She giggled.
"I do not see a dog in that... But what do I know, I can't draw even if my life depended on it!" I said laughing a bit. Seriously though, it was just circles with lines, no dog there.
"Just wait and see James!" She smiled to me. It went quiet as everyone continued to draw. Okay, now! I swallowed my fear.
"Do you like dancing?" Yeah I know, but honestly I've never asked a girl out before. She looked up from her paper and set her pencil down. She turned and looked at me.
"Well, I've never actually danced. I have to the radio a few times alone in my room but that's not quite the same as with a partner." She laughed in embarrassment.
"I've never danced with a partner either... What do you say? Tomorrow night? We'll learn the art of dancing?" There was a pause.
"I'll have to ask! If it's a yes, what's your plan?" I wasn't expecting this quick of an answer. I scratched the back of my neck.
"Umm... what about 5:00 at the ummm... Savoy Ballroom?" That was off the top of my head. I better find some money soon if this ends up being a 'yes'.
"Sure! See you then if I can!"

What have I gotten myself into?

A/N: I wanted Connie to be a long term relationship with Bucky. Not just a random girl he had at the Stark expo who had a friend for Steve.

Fun Fact: In an alternate universe in the comics, Steve is an actual artist, which explains his dancing monkey in the film and the Train coming out of the Italian Alps on the opposite page. (Look for it in the movie it's really cool and practically foreshadowing)

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