Waiting For No One [Felicite]

The drama room had a small practice stage which was dark and empty due to it being the holidays. Slow foot steps made their way to the stage and the clicking of a phone being plugged into the sound system seemed to be louder than it should have been. A few lights flickered on and the buzzing of the phone starting up echoed against the drama room walls.
A pair of shoes were kicked off the stage and soon enough a figure came to sight in the middle of the stage. A black t-shirt and loose pants were worn, a hoodie would have completed the set but none was to be seen.

A soft tune slowly started up and soon enough the figure started to move to the music, it started with the leg bouncing but soon enough fantastic dance moves were put out in line to the music.

I took a walk around the world to ease my troubled mind, I left my body lying somewhere in the sands of time.

He shrunk down to a crouch before standing again spinning around his leg whipping around, he tripped catching himself. Keith stood from the fall holding his arm out to the invisible audience bringing it back to his chest as he opened his mouth singing a single line, "I really don't mind what happens now and then..." he stepped back running and jumping as he spoke, "as long as you be my friend at the end!!!" He leapt back almost hitting himself in the head with his hand.

If I go crazy will you still call me Superman?

That's when from his back black wings sprung forth and pulled him up from the stage front, he flew back before moving back again. The dance was fast and a strange mixture between brake dancing and hip hop. Every now and again a lyric would be spoken by him, mainly the chorus; "If I go crazy will you still call me Superman?" He moved to the front stopping all movement, he raised his hand, "Will you be there holding my hand?"

And with that he stepped back again to continue the dance not notcing he had left the door open.

Keith was zoned in on the dance and only the dance so he didn't even notice the clapping, and only after a couple more dance moves that looked like they should have broken his arm and the music stopped did he notice someone watching. He froze trying to decide what to do, the girl who sat there was sort of cute so he couldn't hit her. Damn. He walked over to his phone unplugging it then sat on the edge of the stage with his legs hanging off the edge.

"So you enjoy that?" He asked a bit stiffly as though it was forced out and it was not his true feelings or words coming from his mouth. He didn't mind people watching his dances, it was more the singing he was embarrased about, "My name's Keith by the way..." another sentance that sounded forced to comply with social norms.

He reached to an old black drink bottle and took a big mouthful in wiing the sweat of his forehead, he ran his fingers through his hair scratching at his scalp. His greasy hair sat up pointed toward the stage lights and hanging over his face, he then brushed it back with his palm setting it back to normal.

Keith jumped off the stage shoving his hands and phone into his pocket looking over at the girl out of the corner of his eye with what could possibly be a smile.

Keith shrugged dismissivly, he only danced because that's what was cool where he grew up and it was a stress release thing. He wouldn't dare to slow dance or anything like that, but a compliment was a compliment. He leant against a couple of black boxes crossing his arms, "I only break dance and do hip hop, nothin' else..." He had that cleared off now.

"Felicite?" He paused comprehending the strange foreign-ish name he had never heard of before, "Sounds nice~" He had meet a few people with interestting names but mainly just ordinary names and last names. His was the most, he knew about five other people with his last name. It was funny.

He looked her up and down then smiled, "Would you like to have a cool dance lesson?" Cool as in not ballroom or girly ballet, "You can say no if you like, it doesn't matter to me."

Keith grinned turning around running back to the stage to plug his phone back in, anyone who didn't know Keith would think that what he was doing was a failed at attempt at flirtation or enjoyment, it was very much the opposite. It took him a long time to make friends or a short time with a good reason, so what he was doing now was simply him enjoying himself and dancing and passing time over the holidays.

"Come on~" He called plugging his phone in sifting through the songs, he had to put on a dancy song that wouldn't be offensive to the girl he was now hanging out with. Damn this would be hard. Eventually he found a song.

"Alright the first thing you need to think is that gravity doesn't affect you!" He demonstrated what he meant by doing a hand stand then proceeding to do the worm rolling his chest along the floor. Probobly the fact that he could make his body float if it became too hard helped a lot.

(I don't know much about dancing so this is gonna be weird hehheh)

Keith gave a small grin, something similar to what a pshycopath would do to struggling victims, as Felicite tied the cardigan around her waist. She wasn't his type anyway. No one here was. Prim and proppor, not for him. But he could understand why she did that so he simply waited for her to attempt the dance move that took him several months and a nearly broken nose to learn.

The end result forced a scoff from his mouth, "Can't you push your body like this?" He asked repeating what he had just previously done. He jumped back up streeching his arms into the air with a big grin on his face, "How about this," he changed the song over (to 'Check Yes Juliet'), he moved to one side of the stage and started moving his his shoulders to the beat, "do what feels right then run towards me, make sure you jump into the air one metre before you get to me..."

He was sure that he'd be able to do something that would probobly give her a heart attack and he felt the need to warn her, "Make sure your body is loose or this will hurt you," he paused, that didn't sound right, "but don't worry this isn't dangours it's perfectly safe!"

"You should loosen up a bit more," was the last thing the scruffy boy said before the next thing happened, he wasn't one to really one to get this close to someone so easily but he might as well change, it was the reason he was sent here anyway.

He watched as Felicite began to run and he moved his right leg back putting his arms to the side, at this point he quickly spun around fitting a few seconds of dance before she became closer. He waited for the jump and when it happaned he wrapped his around around her back and waist careful not to touch anything.

Keith kept the girl close to his body as he quickly spun her around before dipping her gently laying her to rest on her feet, he moved his arms away from her lingering at her fingertips before twirling into a spin. He clicked his fingers toward her with a big smile, "Do I scare you?"

"Still in one piece?" He asked with a short laugh patting her on the head, he hadn't done that for a few years and was worried he may have possibly hurt her. But she seemed okay and he was glad about that. He placed his hand on his shoulder and turned his shoulder then streeched his arms.

He spun around giggling, before offering a hand to me, "Let's see your style then," he gave a small smile, "I've done slow dancing before, may be hard to this music though," he was happy to learn from her.

He shrugged looking off to the side before back down at her, "Well I dunno, you seemed like the fragile type what with the way you are acting," he gave a small smirk, "not like the girls I used to dance with, they could land on their arms and still break dance, I was just being cautious," he looked back down at her. And he was being polite, if he didn't ask if she was okay he would seem like some cave age brute. Even if he wasn't some perfect straight A Prince Chamring he still wanted to seem nice, was that too much to ask? He thought not.

He laughed, "Aww my manliness is hurt," he laughed letting her move his arms, "I don't mind." He looked at the distance between them and the demeina between the two. He guessed as much seeing as how they had just met but still. He wanted her to relax as he had, "Hey there~" He cooed with a sly smile, "Why so distant? I know we've just meet but isn't being relaxed and flowing with what you've got an important part of any kind of dance?" He raised an eyebrow looking her in the eye.

The Australian rolled his eyes and bowed foolishly making a big joke of it, "Sorry your highness," he slapped his forehead immaturely before snorting at the way she spoke, oh well, he presumed he would have to forgive her reagardless of how annoying he was finding her to be. He started to miss the girls he used to hang out with, though they were annoying FaceBook whores and ranted about twitter some of them were truly kind. There were a few, and only a few, who got rid of their social networks for real friendships and though they were classed with the 'smokers' and 'gangsta-wannabies' they were kinder than that and they were the only ones that ever took the chimera seriously.

"But I'm so used to being close," he groaned trying to pull her closer, he gave her the puppy-dog-eye-look and tilted his head down making his grip slightly gentler, "I'm not some perverted old man, I won't get off on you being close to me so don't worry," he grinned like a child hoping to in someway relax the girl.

((Its okay))

Keith chuckled watching the girls face turned red and he'd be lying if he said he didn't feel a bit smug about being able to get that sort of reaction from her, but it probobly didn't help to seal him in as a good kinda guy. "So naive," he grinned tapping her hand with his finger, his face bearing a smug smirk and he looked down at her. "And so what if you are used to distance," he leaned in slightly but was far enough away so she hopefully wouldn't feel too uncomfortable, "it's all about change baby~"

The Australia gave her an accomplished smile grinning from ear to ear, "Now this is how you dance!" He said before dropping his excited expression for a dumbfounded one as he blinked looking away than back down at the gilr musing over how he would say his next sentance, "Ah so what do we actually do?" He said trying not to sound like an idiot but it was ever so hard with such a statement and expression on his face.

(Ack sorry this is so late)

Keith puted his lips at the girl, he had never meant for his solo release of irritation to become a full-blown dance with a girl. Not that he had any complaints, he was perfectly happy, but the point still stood that he hadn't expected any of this and was just going on the way he did. Going with the flow whether the other person wanted to or not, "I do agree routine is good...but sometimes it's good to change," he gave a smile that was both sincere and non-creepy, "for example a routine may be for someone to fall over everyday you might want to change that. Sometimes, even if you don't like it, change can be the very best thing for you. But Ihave to agree it is sometimes scary and unwanted."

He watched her feet very aware of how to mimic or copy someone else's dance moves, he had done this in school an always learnt difficult dances from his friends. Soon he started to mimic Felicite's steps away from her only fumbling a couple of times, all the way keeping a smile on his face. He did enjoy spontanious stuf like this.