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[lorenzobonaventure]

An arabesque, a sweep of the raised foot into a series of fouettes.

Lorenzo frequently returned to the theatre nearly every day, and not solely to revel in its magnificent splendor, but to choreograph, to map out the stage in case his imagined steps went much to far and was liable to send the dancers right off the stage. The problem with their auditorium for him was that he was never comfortable with how big the stage was. Or how small. He always had to return and plan it out that way, just to feel safe. He'd never thought something up that had taken up too much of the stage or too little, but still he remained paranoid for those 'just in case' times that never seemed to come.

Brown hair, the front flipped upward somewhat, held fast even whilst he moved. It was not exactly a long hairdo, so this wasn't hard to do. He was clad in the usual comfortable dance attire; sweat pants and a regular white wife beater. He didn't particularly care much for elaborate costume when he was simply perfecting a dance alone on a stage. Honestly, people who got all dressed up for sports when you were simply practicing were just ridiculous. Come on. You should be playing or doing whatever you do because you like to do it. And he was sure that most people loved what they did. You had to to make one of the teams at Valkyrie. If you weren't passionate about what you did, and if you weren't utterly dedicated, you wouldn't have had a chance at all to make it.

At the moment, he ran songs through his head, as the dance he was performing at the moment was compatible with several different musical numbers. At this point, he'd talk to Arya and figure it out. She'd know. She was an amazing dancer. And so graceful... And lovely. Ah, and if one didn't know, it wasn't good to focus so hard on any one person while doing something that requires much more of your focus. However amazing a dancer Lorenzo was, he fell as hard as any amateur. Tripping over himself, he uttered a curse before dropping to the floor("Fuck!"), and then he simply lay on the hard surface for a second. It didn't happen often, the falling part, I mean. Lorenzo often thought about pretty girls. In fact, in a way he liked every one of them at Valkyrie. All of them were gorgeous. It was just a matter of who was going to talk to him and win his heart first, really.

Lying there, though there was no one around, he smiled his crooked grin and looked up at the vaulted ceiling. "Man down," he murmured with a groan, his voice carrying in the empty auditorium. Blue eyes were locked on the ceiling, and he was completely unaware of another presence if there was one. Standing slowly, he placed his feet in a fifth position and plied once, just to be sure that his legs weren't damaged in any way. Finally, his eyes closed, he began his dance once more as if nothing had happened, and this time, an angel did not interupt his thoughts. No woman caused him to fall again, and he hoped that none would ever do so in the future. At times, being such a romantic, things like this were liable to happen. But never again would he let it happen in dance. I mean, imagine the shows. What if he were to trip on stage in front of all of those people? Oh, no. No that wouldn't do at all, now would it?

The last thing this tempermental narcissist needed was a blow to his pride, for the entire school wouldn't ever begin to hear the end of it...

[Min-Sook Park]

Nikki walked into the auditorium. It was big to her. When she looked inside she saw a figure. It was a guy. He seemed to been doing something with dance in it. Maybe he was dancing! That was something anyone would have guessed.

This was Nikki's first time about to dance in the auditorium. She usually practiced in the courtyard, but she didn't want to do that today. After all, who wouldn't want to practice in a big place?

Nikki went to a part of the auditorium away from the guy practicing his dance moves. She got her radio and turned it on. Some music turned on and Nikki started dancing. It wasn't any dance like salsa, or those popular kind. She was dancing hip-hop.

[lorenzobonaventure]

...

What the hell?

He had been in mid leap, and then that music came on. However, Lorenzo had followed through with the jette, and had landed rather gracefully despite the shock he'd been given. Now he stood, his hands on his hips, a smile on his face as he watched the girl. Nikki. Nikki Malinda. He knew her well enough. And she was a fairly good dancer as well. Lorenzo watched her for a moment and then soundly held up a hand. To dance contemporary, you needed to know a bit from jazz and from ballet, which he did. But to become an excellent dancer, you needed to know all styles of dance. Hip hop included. So he stepped backward and did a little series of different foot work, and then some odd pirouette in the air. It wasn't full of grace. Neither was it jazz, ballet, or contemporary. It was a hip hop move, in fact, bordering on something more like break dancing. He had to admit that hip hop was a ton of fun with its high energy.

Stepping back, Lorenzo grinned wide, "Alright. Come on Nikki. Show your captain what you got." It was a friendly taunt, meant solely for breaking the ice or any awkwardness that might be between them.

[Min-Sook Park]

Nikki was so into her music that she didn't notice Lorenzo there. She turned around and saw he said that. She was pretty competitive so she was ready for a little dance off.

Nikki knew a little of each kind of dance, but she knew hip-hop, pop, and the most recent kinds of dances-including Break dancing. Nikki usually never showed anyone how she danced but she was so ready for a competition.

"I'll show you what I've got!" Nikki replied to her co-captain. She started dancing some hip-hop. She changed her kind of dances according to the music. When the music turned techno, she started doing the robot.

Nikki the started doing some cartwheels and cheerleading stuff. She used her skills to dance, not be in a cheerleading team. Anyways, once she thought she was done she ended with a good post and a great smile. "Now teach your student what you've got!" Nikki shouted.

[lorenzobonaventure]

Lorenzo watched, his eyes lit up in absolute mirth at this battle that they created. Shaking his head at her comment, he laughed, tossing his head back in the heat of it all. "Oh no she didn't," he remarked, moving toward her and wagging a finger. Shaking his head at the blonde, he listened for a break in the music before beginning, and then it came and he struck a pose, freezing completely before gliding across the floor on his toes and heels, alternating both.

When he stood a mere foot in front of her, his feet remained in place, doing some sort of odd, immobile moon walk while he proceeded to make the oddest signs with his hands and arms. He was just goofing off now. Finally, there was a loud bang in the music, and he responded by letting his body go completely straight, arms at his sides, legs brought together. He leaned toward the girl, looking like he was going to topple over, only to lean suddenly backward again. Sticking out his tongue, he turned tail, and with a running start, perfected a small front flip, landing on a foot and one knee. Standing back up again, he marched toward Nikki with his arms opened wide, "Oh. What now?"

Moving toward her radio, he clicked the pause button and turned back to the girl. Opening his arms again, he offered her a hug and laughed, "Man, Nik. Where you been? Seems like I haven't seen you in forever."

[Min-Sook Park]

Nikki stood there giggling. She havn't seem that much comedy in a while. After all, she was playing her sports, and usually, people don't focus on being funny there. She remembered the only time she saw Lorenzo-in dance class.

"I've been living my life." Nikki replied,"There's basketball that I need to practice. Volleyball too. Then there's the dance stuff. I've been practicing in the courtyard."

Nikki then continued, changing the subject,"I havn't saw you in a while. It's nice to have a little competition now."

[lorenzobonaventure]

"Competition?" Lorenzo said, blinking and raising a brow, "Girl, I can dance circles around you and you know it." Lightly pushing her shoulder, he stuck his nose in the air and tossed his hand up at his side then back down, obviously still in a humorous mood. "In other words, you've been trying to avoid me, huh, babe?" He shook his head, "Who knew you'd use volleyball and basketball as excuses?" Again, he smiled and shrugged lightly, "I've been around. Usually I'll practice in here, or I'll think up some choreography... That's what I was just doing."

"Have you practiced anything other than hip hop, by the way? 'Cause one of our show piece's is going to be some pretty hardcore contemporary shit, so um, brush up on that ballet and jazz stuff. You'll need it for the recital..." Lorenzo placed his arm across his chest, stretching it lightly, and then did the same to his other, that particular arm popping at the elbow. Cringing, he looked back up at Nikki, "God, I hate when that happens," he said with a mock frown.

[Min-Sook Park]

"It's not like I knew you were here," Nikki said,"It's not like you told. I would expect you at the Dance Gym anyways. I'll see you in the dance class so you can help me there."

Nikki sat down and got the water bottle out of her bag. Dance wasn't that hard, but it wasn't easy either. Nikki thought that maybe she should hang out with Ayra. After all, she was her captain. Ayra could help Nikki with all kinds of stuff. that's why she was captain.

[lorenzobonaventure]

Lorenzo sat as well, and shrugged, "Yeah, I'll help you out. But just because you're getting extra help from a captain doesn't mean that you aren't going to have to work for a good spot or something." Wait, of course she knew that. Nikki was fairly laid back and that's probably the reason Lorenzo felt so comfortable around her. She was like one of the guys...

Only, she had a bosom and was much prettier than a guy so... Aw well. You knew what was meant, I'm sure.

He held out his hand, and nodded finally, "We're going to do a bunch of hip hop pieces too, don't worry... Hey, can I have some of that water?"

[Min-Sook Park]

"Sure," Nikki said,"I'll work for a good spot, anyways."

She started to search for something in her bag. It wasn't obvious what she was looking for. Finally, Nikki got a water bottle out of her bag.

"Here you go," Nikki said smiling,"I have an extra bottle. You can have it."

Nikki started to walk out the auditorium! "I'll be in the courtyard."
Nikki left the auditorium and went to the school's courtyard.

[ayachi]

"It's the music that we choose, it's the music that we choose..." the words repeated several times through the small, white cord leading up toward her ears. She repeated them verbally, singing along to the song, despite the fact that she was in public. She walked down the sidewalk, passing a few students she knew fairly well, and waving cheerfully at them. The few she hadn’t seen before gave her heads tilted to the side with an accusing look; not that she really minded. “Get the cool, get the cool shoe shiiine…” she chimed along with the Gorillaz song cheerfully.

Her boots, which where black and appeared a bit too large for her. They clunked along with a bounce in their step, consistently skipping the cracks in the cement that she approached. They had three buckles across them, and appeared to be made of a soft material as opposed to leather. She wore a minidress from the Sixties that her momma, Izabelle, had lent her from her older sister’s closet; Izabelle’s sister had worn it when she was around thirteen, and the same height as Ayachi. It fit her well, stopping two inches above her knee.

Her olive skin was visible from this point to her mid calf, a light touch to add to her outfit. The dress itself was an eye-catching red. She paired it with a lengthy silver locket necklace. Her wrists held two misshapen black bangles, the right also adorning a necklace twirled around her arm several times to be morphed into a bracelet, and a large white bangle. Ayachi wore a knitted white beanie atop of her head, which she tugged down thoughtfully as she approached the door to the Auditorium.

She needed to practice her lines in drama, or else she would be much farther behind her classmates, and, being a comical relief, that would just be a horrible let down. Ayachi was playing the role of ‘hyper active child’ in her play. It was a new one that the school or some other random guy had made up.

Her name in the play was supposed to be “Brittany”. Ayachi didn’t even remotely fit the profile of a Brittany! Well, maybe a hyperactive child did fit the girl… The song had ended as she burst through the doors with a smile upon her face, finding that two, what it had looked like, Dancers had occupied the buildings. Quirking her lips to the side, she announced her presence with an apology. “I’m sorry.” She laughed to herself. “I didn’t know dancers were going to be in here right now! I was going to practice…” frowning, she looked back up at them. “What are your names? I’m Ayachi, but you can call me Ay or Chi or something else if you want to.” She explained.

[sage]

Sage sat in the dark Auditorium, her eyes following both dancers on stage. Sage was a dancer herself, but she preferred to practice in the dance room. However, watching some competition wouldn’t hurt. They were both good, but Sage had pride in her dance, she’d been doing it for over ten years and it was her life. Watching one of the dancers leave and someone new enter, Sage propped up her feet on the chair in front of her.

The guy dancing was hot, but Sage thought he looked like his ego could use a few good hits. So he was a captain? She had to audition for him? Oh well, if she wanted to be on one of the best teams in the country, she would do anything. After all, that was why she was here.

Swinging out of her seat and standing up, Sage moved slowly from the back aisle towards the stage. Should she just ask now when try-outs would be? Or try and play it cool like she didn’t care? Oh what the hell, who was Sage to care what he thought or said?

[lorenzobonaventure]

Nikki's sudden exit was more than surprising. In fact, he rather thought that they had been hitting it off despite the fact that she was about as deep as a two inch puddle. And then she had to go... As quickly as she'd come?

He had to admit that he was a tad weirded out by the situation, but he was given very little time to think about it now: Two others had intruded upon his new solitude. Not that the intrusion was unwanted. It was simply a bit of a surprise. Usually, people weren't in the auditorium at the time he was. His blue eyes first moved quickly to Ayachi, and he smiled good-naturedly, "No, it's fine. I don't technically have any claim on the auditorium at all, so if you'd like you can still practice, Ayachi. I don't mind... I can concentrate over pretty much anything..." Except when a pretty girl invades your thoughts... his mind seemed to taunt him.

"And I'm Lorenzo, by the way, though I wouldn't suggest calling me Lor or Zo... I don't do nicknames..." It was only after he said this that he noticed the second girl, and was paused for a moment, standing up finally and giving a slight wave, "And, hey there to you too... Come to share the stage also?" He was feeling much like an authority over the two delicate females, both beautiful in very different ways. But as was said before, he thought almost any woman beautiful. He cursed the man who had made it immoral to choose only one woman at a time.

[sage]

Sage nodded and hopped up onto the stage, tossing her dark hair behind her shoulder. So this was the auditorium? It was big, as large as her last school had been almost. Turning from looking out over the multiple rows of seats, Sage approached the guy on stage.
“I’m Sage Joassen, new here. I heard you were the co-captain of the dance team, and I wanted to try out.” She stated, though there was something in her voice. It was a hope, a dream to be realized. Sage had once wanted to dance on Broadway, but that had been crushed, so instead she wanted the next best thing. She wanted a National Title. And where better to get it then at this school?

Nodding to the other girl she saw, Sage wondered how Lorenzo would react. She wasn’t exactly petite. At five foot, six inches, Sage wasn’t what everyone thought of with ballet dancers. They were normally all legs, but still smaller, while Sage was a lot of leg, but not short. She turned her chocolate hued stare to the co-captain, her eyes asking for the title she craved.

[ayachi]

“You didn’t seem like the type of guy who would go for nicknames, anyway. It’s a neat name you have, you don’t hear it around as much as others’.” She beamed with enthusiasm; this Lorenzo guy wasn’t something that she’d seen very often before. He seemed incredibly friendly, unlike most of the boys she had seen about so far; and, aside from the proud way he carried himself, he seemed like a good person to hang out with.

“Hiya Sage. Ayachi, if you didn’t catch that before.” She informed the girl. Her eyes widened at the mention of trying out for Dance; in secret, Ayachi wanted to try out as well. She had a bit of gymnastics experience, but she wasn’t entirely sure if it would help her in whatever genre the boy was going to teach Sage.
So much for acting.

“Dancing is so pretty! I do gymnastics, but I’ve never really tried dancing before. I think contemporary’s so gorgeous.” She chimed, looking at the both of them. Her eyes studied Sage with a smile; she was three inches shorter than her. “You’re beautiful. Are you a dancer like Lorenzo? I mean, obviously, if you wanted to try out…But, I want to try out, but I’ve never danced before…” she trailed on quietly, then added a warming smile.