Sway with me

...When marimba rhythms start to play...

...Dance with me, make me sway....

...Like the lazy ocean hugs the shore,...

...Hold me close, sway me more....

...Like a flower bending in the breeze,...

...Bend with me, sway with ease....

...When we dance, you've a way with me...

...Stay with me, sway with me-...

"Why are you being so uncomfortable, little girl?" His masculine voice addressed me after stopping the music to play further. The process's been going on since afternoon, yet I can't bring myself to my 'black swan' self.

I can't elucidate the pure techniques of my dances like I have achieved in previous competitions. But couldn't I ever think that I would be this lame, like I was creeped out of myself getting so uncomfortable only due to a guy cooperating to dance with me. But maybe, it was because it's him who I'm dancing with, this guy was a whole new concept, I swore.

"I just- I don't know what's wrong with me." I replied nervously. I absolutely don't wanna sound like those 'sweet' little girls who are fragile and weak.

Just so I could get back to normal, I excused myself and took my time at the restroom to regain the Julius-Reisinger form of mine.

"Look, you can quit it if you can't do this. You don't have to pressurise just because Miss offered you 'full marks in assessment'. Though the dance steps are those of ice skating ballet, We're performing it basically. So it maybe hard. Tell me if you're not capable. I'll humbly let Miss. Martin know about it and it'll not effect your academics. " Shade assured me, and he oh so gracefully hurt my ego.

"No, it's absolutely fine. I do want to do it with my full heart and I'm more than enough for it. Although, Don't call me 'that' again." I proclaimed my omnipotence. I don't want anyone to identify me as a weak girl who's capable of nothing. But as it's never been in my hands what to feel since he's came, I unknowingly liked that, But won't I absolutely accept it easily. I'm still trying to convince myself to stop feeling like this.

"Specifically, what?" The most innocent tone one can ever bear, still an evil smirk on his face. As is noticeable, he's teasing me.

"The words you used to address me! don't make me say it, you!" I was totally flushed and a blushing mess. Coming back to my senses, I just realised that I used high pitch infront of my senior and the person I met not so long ago.

"Extremely sorry, Senior." I bowed 90 degree and apologised for my behaviour. What I got in reply will surely amaze everyone. a chuckle. a big chuckle. and giggles.

"You don't have to be so formal around me! You're so hilarious for god's sake." He laughed and patted my head.

This extremely soft moment successfully prints the blush on my face. I thumped one of my foot on floor and dared him to look down on me again. He giggled in response on purpose, to tease me further, I'm sure about it. I somehow ignored it and got ready to go with the flow of choreography.

"Just see in my eyes, be comfortable. Try to image the one you love in me." Shade instructed, once we got back to the practice studio. I looked into his eyes, and tried to imagine a lover in him.

Though I've never imagined stuff like this, my inner instincts forced me to contemplate a lover in him. I saw through his dark oakwood shader iris, trying to explicate those little galaxies.

"Doing great." I complimented. He smiled back. No conversation ahead. Just seeing into each other's eyes, Construing each other's moves.

Air isn't just filled with particles. Music, feelings, unawareness, strange heat, and many various things to make a person wonder if they're on the earth.

"Jump." Shade commanded whilst placing his hands on my waist to perform a straight line lift. I did as he demanded and we both succeeded in doing our first lift.

Break time. We both sat down facing each other, catching breath and sipping on our water bottles. Our eyes still denying to break the contact. As if we're conversing through them. I decided to break the contact and asked him to continue the next half.

"Okay, we'll first practice the previous half for the last time." Shade commanded. I nodded because these steps need to be taken care of the most and not even a single detail can't be neglected if we want to be perfect. And being the competitive dudes we both are, perfection is necessity.

He goes upto the music player, I wore my heels and signalled him to start. We both start with the first half over again, and he likes the fact that I've gotten flexible and comfortable since long ago. Now, we both are synchronising and performing like professionals. truly nailing it!

...Other dancers may be on the floor...

...Dear, but my eyes will see only you...

...Only you have that magic technique...

...When we sway, I go weak....

...I can hear the sounds of violins....

...Long before it begins Make me thrill as only you know how,...

...Sway me smooth, sway me now. ...

Shade passed me through a hand to hand loop lift making me feel like the most superior dancers in the world.

But honestly speaking, I've got a much more long way ahead, Even though I've had a long way here. The song starts taking it's shape in the high notes.

"You learn so fast, Shayna." Shade praised once again. We've got to practice it for a specific time period in order to make it appear perfect.

"It's just because of how you tell me what and how to do." I returned a compliment smoothly and pink tint on my face must be apparent again.

We progress ahead to the minor steps and to the last 'Dirty Dancing lift'.

"Phew! All done. You're a heavy piece, little Shayna." Shade remarked due to the quanked feeling he's got right now. But truth to be told, He enjoyed it all along, I'm guessing.

"I'm just burned-out as well. I guess I should start working out in order to not feel like an asthmatic." I admitted, not attending a gym or doing any muscle exercise sure is a curse.

"Okay, so we've gotta pack up. That music player belongs to Miss. Martin. You go and give that to her." Shade instructs, but I don't plan on being obedient at all, after all the commands he've been giving me.

"Who are you ordering, Mister. You're the one who's going to her and handing that to her." I spoke in a very deceiving tone.

"And what makes you think I'm gonna do that?" He replied with a 'Try-me-if-you-can' look.

"Aww, dear Shade. It was you who came first, who initiated the dance, who recieved that music player from Miss. Martin." I voiced out in a confident way, nearing him with every statement spoke. He's astonished but still managed to form a smug smirk.

"Well, well, little girl, you've got guts to deny me." He teased with that word again but I forged to be not effected by that. A sexy giggle comes out to be the reply to his threatened remark.

"You can't even guess what more I've got, baby boy." I proclaimed proudly in a deep pitch.

Within a swift second, He knocked me on the wall and sniggered so evilly, I could sell my tablet to slap that smirk off his face.

"Oh, show me what you got, princess." He challenged, which invited a hot fight between us.

I scoffed while sneering, I instantaneously took over the lead and locked him inside the closure of the wall and my two arms. Hands crossed and entwined with his.

"Sup, baby boy. Pretty damn quick, right." I snickered over my victory. We really have got a long way ahead.

"Well, you've got more than enough to be my woman." Shade whispers in my ear and just like whirlwind, He promptly exited the studio leaving behind me and my messy brain animated with joy.

Eventually, I woke myself up from her intuition and softly slapped myself for getting defeated in such a way. While regretting on losing, I'm still smiling. Maybe, losing from him was a joyous charm, afterall.

...【Ｗｏｒｄ　ｃｏｕｎｔ：𝟷𝟺𝟸𝟿  】...

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