Ballet Rehersal

Chelsa was there on time, as was unusual. Everyone was getting ready to start. She went to the side to put down her bag, eyes scanning for Simon.

The Nutcracker.

Each year the school put on a ballet. Top performance and quality each year, as was to be expected from a school such as this. This year it was the Nutcracker, and they had a cast of amazing dancers, including Chelsea and her friend Simon. It was to be performed near Christmas, which was quickly approaching.

The cast almost had it perfect. Now it was just running through it and bringing everything up to perfection each and everytime.

Simon was having a dilemma. A serious dilemma. Now, Chelsea was his friend and they were good friends.

But Simon had started to want more.

(OOC: I'm going to have to make a decision aren't I?)

Chelsea was still looking around for Simon, growing anxious that she couldn't spot him.

(OOC: haha *shrugs*)


Simon came in, looking grumpy.

Chelsea spotted him and smiled at him, going over to him

Simon nodded. "Hi."

"Hey," Chelsea smiled.

SImon nodded. "You ready to rehearse?"

"Yep!" she smiled, "All ready."

Simon nodded.

He still hadn't smiled.

"Are you okay?" Chelsea asked.

Simon nodded, putting his bag down.

Chelsea gave a nod back, although not convinced. She knew Simon better than that.

Simon began his stretches.

Chelsea looked down bedfore then starting strectches as well.

Simon's mind was elsewhere.

Chelsea's mind had drifted to sally.

Simon sneezed.

Chelsea looked to him. Around them, everyone was warming up and stretching.

Simon carried on.

Chelsea looked away again. Simon wasn't normally like this, what was wrong?

Simon was thinking.

Chelsea decided to just concentrate on the ballet.

Simon ended stretching.

"Right, places please, ready to start." The teacher in charge called out.

Chelsea got in her place.