Post by Lucy James on Feb 12, 2015 15:40:24 GMT -6
Ballet. It wasn't something Lucy had touched since she had been twelve years old. She had done it back when she had been in those damn commercials, as a way to stay with. Ballet alongside gymnastics. She had quit ballet in an act of defiance, but gymnastics was still something she did. She had never really seen much difference in the two - apart from the fact that one of them was a dance and the other something relying more on tactics than grace. At least, to her they were.
With her curly hair tied up into a tight bun, she ran her fingertips alongside the ballet bars. She furrowed her brows slightly as she pulled her hand back. She was glad she had stopped, and she had never really been THAT good at it. Mediocre, but no rising star.
She still remembered the moves, but actually doing them was another story. Not that she would though. She had no reason to. She didn't need to unwind. She didn't need to get rid of excessive energy.
She just wanted to leave. The school, these people. Even after being here for a little over a month, Lucy was still determined to go back to the big ol' city. Well, that probably wouldn't change. Not now, not ever. No matter how hard these people tried changing her mind. She wasn't lonely, and she didn't have issues. She just wanted to be left alone.
Turning, Lucy momentarily stopped as her eyes locked upon a person standing in the doorway. Drawing her breath, the brunette pursed her lips. "You shouldn't watch people like that. It's creepy."