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Trevor, a dark-haired, tall, thin student calls us to attention I sit on the last row of bleachers so I don’t have to climb in my skirt He claps his oversized hands three tiot the Swing Dance Club approved" Someone whoops, and Trevor continues "We have a faculty sponsor, which was hard to find No one dances like this anymore, so I can’t tell you how lucky we are So," Trevor presses his palether "Is there anyone here that has a basic understanding of Swing? Maybe you know the steps well enough, but nothing fancy"
I lift irls We put our hands down as Trevor looks around and nods at each of us "Okay, great I was hoping that would happen It’ll help us get started, which is always the hardest part of foret into advanced moves, and we sure can’t do throws I don’t suppose anyone in here is up to that level?"
I lift ertips at hiirl can dance?"
"Well, not alone It’s not like I can do anything more than the basic steps without an experienced partner" I rubat me I squirm in my seat a little bit until a voice makes my heart skip a beat
"How experienced are you, Colleli?" Peter says, rounding the bleachers frolance at him and then back at Trevor, who introduces him "This is Dr Granz, our sponsor He’s also very experienced This is great! Maybe you guys could show us a thing or two?"
Until then, I’d been staring at Peter It isn’t until Trevor offers me up, that I co, "That’s okay I’ht anyway" My heart is thu around like a fish out of water I can’t breathe I can’t dance with Peter Every tiether will coaze from Trevor and takes in my reaction "We should stick to the basics AdvancedA novice would have issues and we don’t want to single anyone out Now--"
"I’m not a novice" I interrupt, offended Peter turns his face toward me and I realize that I’ve been played Bastard
He’s sht, I would" I get up and sant prick thinks he can do this better than I can, he’s got another thing co newer, but it’s still big band
We walk up to each other and lock eyes It’s as if I’ him to touch me Peter’s hands slip into place and we start Our feetto take the lead, testing hi wooden floor, snapping my wrist back every time I try to defy hirip on htens, before he launches me into a spin I shoot out from his body and twirl on my foot, before he stops me Our hands are connected He waits a beat and then yanks me back to him, hard I smirk and spin back
Okay, so he doesn’t suck That’s when he kicks things up a notch Our bodies ether as thehis hands down les to the floor The faster rhyth now I can’t help it We rock-step and twirl our way around the roo cheer and whistle This is what they caainst his chest, he holds ht His htly to his body I hear his voice inHe releasesinside my chest won’t stop and I can’t wipe the s is al to do When he shifts his hands, I follow his lead and I know
Peter swings me out and snaps me back When I race toward his chest, his hands slide fro shoulders and feel the s kick straight back up behindit up Peter’s hands hold uides s wrap around his waist before he dips me back
The music crescendos and ends with us in that pose--eye to eye and breathing hard A thin sheen of sweat covers hs It’s the ere the other day, right before he pushed me away Peter seems to realize this, and sets me down His hands slip off my body and he turns back toward the other students
Breathing hard, he says, "Start with the basics No throws You guys haven’t signed the waivers yet" I watch hi away, I wonder how bad that just looked Everyone had to be able to tell how much I want hiainst mine like that I sit down on the bleachers and Millie slips next to me, overly excited
"That was so awesome! Dude, you were like all," she makes a movement with her arm, "and he was all…OH MY GOD! It was so cool! I would die if I could dance like that Why didn’t I know you could dance like that?" Her eyes are bugging out of her head
"Uhed , re participant this evening?" Peter appears from over my shoulder He holds out a bottle of water for me I take it, crack open the cap and drink