Ballet Rehersal

Simon fell into place also.

The teacher gave a nod and a student at the piano started to play.

Chelsea let herself merge with the music and her body started to move.

Simon did what he had to do.

Chelsea loved this sort of time, letting her body flow with the music.

Simon was a bit stiff today.

Chelsea was lost to her own world, slowling down as the music did, coming to a stop.

(OOC: pool?)

Simon left suddenly.

(OOC: Yep, answering)

Chelsea noticed and was worried, slipping out after him.

Simon was sitting on the floor, back to the wall.

Chelsea went to him, crouching down beside him. "Simon? What is wrong? PLease tell me..."

"Nothing's wrong, Chels..."

"Then why did you leave?" she asked, worry in her voice.

"I feel faint..."

Chelsea's hand immeadiately went to his forehead to feel his temperature.

He batted her away.

Chelsea withdrew her hand, looking a bit hurt. He had never down that before.

Simon groaned, head in his hands.

"Si?! What is it?!"

"Nothing!" he finally snapped.

Chelsea pulled back, shocked and hurt, tears filling her eyes.

"I...I am sorry..."

"Just leave me alone!"

Chelsea nodded and stood up, tears falling, a few landing on Simon's arm.

"Sorry..." she whispered before turning fleeing down the corridor, away from Simon.

Simon growled at himself, head in hands.

Chelsea ran off, crying. To find Tom, she wanted to speak to him.

Tom was in the library.