"Oh, god. I'm warning you, I haven't done this in, like, two or three years," she says as she slips off her shoes and sets them by the door along with her sweater. Thank fuck she wore leggings today.
Elle pulls her hair back and looks at the floor warily. She starts off in first, doing a couple of demi-plies, grand-plies, reveles, and finally a few degages with each leg. She's pretty sure her form is questionable, but she's not willing to look at herself dance in the mirror quite yet.
She moves her arms into first and starts a pas de bourree, moving back and forth a few times until she starts falling into the rhythm of it. She extends them into second as she steps into a balance, rocking her weight back and forth. Right left right, left right left.
After a little bit, she goes for an echappe. She stumbles a little as she tries to return to the closed position, but she does manage to fall back into fifth.
She laughs at herself, warm from embarrassment and exertion, and turns to Dan. "Would you pretend to believe me if I blamed it on the lack of slippers?"
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"Oh, god. I'm warning you, I haven't done this in, like, two or three years," she says as she slips off her shoes and sets them by the door along with her sweater. Thank fuck she wore leggings today.
Elle pulls her hair back and looks at the floor warily. She starts off in first, doing a couple of demi-plies, grand-plies, reveles, and finally a few degages with each leg. She's pretty sure her form is questionable, but she's not willing to look at herself dance in the mirror quite yet.
She moves her arms into first and starts a pas de bourree, moving back and forth a few times until she starts falling into the rhythm of it. She extends them into second as she steps into a balance, rocking her weight back and forth. Right left right, left right left.
After a little bit, she goes for an echappe. She stumbles a little as she tries to return to the closed position, but she does manage to fall back into fifth.
She laughs at herself, warm from embarrassment and exertion, and turns to Dan. "Would you pretend to believe me if I blamed it on the lack of slippers?"