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Post by breland on Jun 16, 2010 20:20:26 GMT -7
Breland panted heavily as she finished a routine she choreographed herself. Pushing herself up from off her hands and knees she looked in the mirror and walked over to the window from some fresh air. She wasn't satisfied, not at all. it had to be perfect, she was always like this, every peruet had to be done correctly. If you asked her, she'd tell you she learned to dance before she learned to walk.
Breland went to dance and gymnastics schoo back home, her and her sister one of the many best. She grabbed her bottle of water, swallowed back a gulp, before letting out a sigh. Her feet touching the cold floor of the dance room as she walked back over to her Ipod. Flicking the player to another song, she ran back to the center of the dance room, and counted herself in. This one she didn't choreograph, but she enjoyed doing the routine.
(DANCE)
Breland kept her eyes closed while she danced, usually something she did when she was alone, and knew she didn't have to watch out for anyone behind her; besides she knew the dance by heart. Not even paying attention to the people who walked in while she danced, she wasn't looking, and the music was pretty loud. She finished the dance in the crouching position, feet crossed, and hands on the ground.
She opened her eyes and saw two people in the back of the room. She let out a light gasp and got up off the floor. They were probably here to complain about the volume of the music, it was pretty loud. "Oh. Hi" she said with a smile on her face before going over to the speaker, and her ipod. Breland grabbed her ipod and shut off the amp and speaker. "Sorry, if I played my music too loud." she furrowed her brows not really sure why they were there. |
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Post by caitlyn on Jun 16, 2010 20:59:59 GMT -7
Caitlyn had, as usual, been on her way to the practice cabin and was slightly shocked to hear music blasting out of it. She had let herself in and made herself at home in the back of the studio, watching her friend Breland dance. She knew the routine as well and did it on a much smaller scale and without moving from her seated position. Her ever present lap top next to her. Breland was new this year and Caitlyn had more or less taken the other girl under her wing and wound up with a good friendship with her. She brushed her bangs out of her face and whooped when Breland was done. She grinned and stood up walking over and wrapping her friend in a huge hug. "Good job Breland!" She said laughing and letting her friend go so she could breathe. "Music can never be too loud." Caitlyn said smiling before gesturing to the guy she had only noticed moments ago in the back of the room. "Now, shall we show Natey dearest how dancing works?" She asked grinning before saying softer, "You know the routine we just finished, let's do that." She said before going to grab her lap top, where she had saved the remix. She shed her sweatshirt, revealing her t-shirt, tied in a knot just above her bellybutton and showing off her new bellybutton ring. She wasn't self conscious. She plugged her lap top in before searching for the file. She couldn't totally remember where she had saved it. routine , outfit |
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Post by bookworm42192 on Jun 17, 2010 20:54:44 GMT -7
Nate stayed near the back of the cabin, as he watched the girl dance, not bad. He was actually pretty impressed. "It's Nate, Caitlyn." He told her, with a small shake of his head, Natey, he wasn't going to be rude, but he didn't really want to be called that for a nickname. Technically he already had one, Nate, considering his name was actually Nathan. "Or Nathan, if you must call me something other then Nate." He told her, as he leaned back against the wall, his fingers laced together behind his head as he watched them. He knew Caitlyn a bit, but didn't really know the other girl. Though he knew her name was Breland or so he had thought, she looked like Katherine who he'd met out by the stage. "Breland, do you have a twin sister or something...named Katherine?" He asked suddenly, ok that was slightly random but he was curious.
He was either crazy, which he doubt because no way was Nathan Jeremiah Johnson crazy, but if she said no, he was going to get his head checked, because he was pretty sure that Katherine looked like Breland, or...Breland like Katherine. He brushed a stray curl out from his face as it landed in front of his eyes, or that was annoying, it seemed to do that quite often and the boy found it quite annoying, but that's what happened when you had curls that went every which way. He just waited for the girl to response, or for her to ignore it and the dance to start. Neither one would work for him, though actually, he'd prefer to know if he was crazy or if there was actually a set of twins or something running around the camp.
Tag: Breland and Caitlyn Location: Practice Building Word Count: 292 Notes: Just realized Nate's name was in the title...i fail... |
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Post by breland on Jun 18, 2010 21:34:36 GMT -7
She glaned Caitlyn over, and Nate before sitting down on the floor. If it was one thing she could say about Caitlyn, shy isn't one of those things. "You know you should really stretch before and after you dance, but you already knew that." she smiled dragging Caitlyn down to the ground after sitting down herself. Breland pushed her hair back before smiling at Nate, and Caitlyn. Truth be told, she was a fan of Nate Johnson and Connect 3. She didn't want him to think she was a crazed fan, that's was definitely something she wanted. To be known as the crazy girl at camp with two other twins, yeah, every girls dream.
Breland was currently stretching side ways, touching her right arm to her foot. She then rolled backwards on her beack before standing back on her feet. Breland lifted her leg, and grabbed it performing a standing split. She immediately dropped her leg as she heard Nate call her name, "Yes?" she said trying to sound subtle, she was even surprised he knew her name. "Umm, no...." she hesitated a bit. "We're triplets. Katherine, and Bree are my sisters. Katherine's hair is the longest, and I have the shortest" she said with a smile. She turned her attention back to Caitlyn before she found herself staring at Nate. She liked him a lot, but didn't want to come off as creepy. She had to remind herself that Nate was human just like her. "If you can't find the file, we could always....have a dance off?" she furrowed her eyebrows before giving Caitlyn a smile. "Oooh, or the dance to slow me down?" she said excitedly.
(slow me down)
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Post by caitlyn on Jun 21, 2010 7:05:17 GMT -7
Caitlyn rolled her eyes. Nate was so, so plain. Unimpressive and standard. Everyone called him that, but if he insisted she guessed she would just have to deal with it. She sat down, rolling forward into center splits while she finished up digging for the file. She hadn't realized how cluttered all of her folders had gotten and made it a mental top prioriety to get them cleaned out.
"I'm saving my secret weapons for when I really need them." She said smirking at Breland. She really just didn't want anyone else to see them and then pass it on to Moose, so what she was paranoid? She refused to lose to him. He just was so infuriating and Tess said he was so great which meant she had to beat him and prove she was still the number one. "Well I need to work on my aerial, but then I have to work on most of slow me down, lyrical is... Different for me." She said laughing before softly nudging her friend and subtly nodding toward Nate. "Go talk to him." She said so only Breland would hear. "It'll take me a bit to find both of the files." She said raising an eyebrow before switching to right splits.
Caitlyn almost never stretched, she was usually ready to go the second her feet hit the dance floor due to her dancing as often as she could to stay at the top of her game. But it never hurt to stretch, you never know when you'll pull a muscle and not be able to move for weeks because you didn't stretch before dancing.
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