Dancing... Just dancing... {OPEN}
Oct 9, 2011 18:29:33 GMT -5
Post by Nathaly Yamachi on Oct 9, 2011 18:29:33 GMT -5
Don’t believe whatever people say
You can make it
With just a choice you can make your happiness[/color][/font]
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[/color][/font][/RIGHT]The beat of some known, maybe un-known song blasted out the big speakers. It could be known for some people but the chances weren’t that great or big. The music was loud but never so loud that the whole of the school could hear it. Most of the gym was sound isolated. With the sound came also the words.
” Shinigami haken kyoukai desu
Kisoku wo junshu!
MUST desu
Mohanteki na shinigami desu
Jikan wo genshu!
Chikoku wa dare? Da~re?”
The song proved to be Japanese. It was a bit unique to hear that kind of music that loud but with a quick glaze around the gym, there was no doubt. It was Nathaly standing in front of the big mirror and was dancing. Her eyes weren’t closed but it wasn’t like she was looking at something from this world. It was like her gaze was at something from out of this world.
The whole day had been weird for Nathaly. She had woken that morning and felt restlessness in her. She couldn’t figure out what to do about it and all the lessons through had been a pain in the ass for her and for the teacher. She had done something to stop herself but in the end she was kicked out site of the classroom. She had ended up in the gym.
To begin with Nathaly had just been playing around. She had found her ipod, plucked it to the sound systems and before long she was dancing for real. She had kicked her heals almost in the beginning. Not because she couldn’t dance and be wearing heals because she could, but she just knew how much it could wreck the floor.