Savannah Lynn Curtis (
seeyousoonthen) wrote2012-03-13 04:55 pm
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John - Spring Swing
It had sounded like so much fun and although she was no expert Savannah had decided she needed to join in with the Spring Swing competition. She just needed to find a partner. She knew Jack could dance but he was in charge and she had a feeling it wasn't exactly Logan's thing. She stood at the bulletin board, deep in thought, and then she saw someone come down the hall. She brightened immediately when she saw John. He'd lived for so long- surely he would know how to swing.
"Oh, John! Just who I want to see. Would you do this with me, pretty please? Would you be my dance partner?" she asked hopefully, her hands clasped in front of her face as she implored him to say yes with just her bright, round eyes.
"Oh, John! Just who I want to see. Would you do this with me, pretty please? Would you be my dance partner?" she asked hopefully, her hands clasped in front of her face as she implored him to say yes with just her bright, round eyes.
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"Well aren't we just a pair of wonderful, wonderful people," she said happily. "If we can figure out how to dance we'll just be the best ones in the competition."
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He didn't quite think that he was a wonderful person, that was going too far. But he knew that he'd never convince Savannah of the fact and he didn't want to argue with her, especially not now.
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"I think it's going to be jus-" she started, but her words cut off abruptly. Out the corner of her eye she saw a flash of Carolina blue, the shape of a boy, a bright red solo cup...
But when she turned her head sharply to the side there was no one there. It was enough to make her stumble and crash into John as her concentration was totally destroyed.
"Oh!" she gasped. "I'm so sorry, John."
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"Are you alright?"
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But unaccustomed as she was to lying it was obvious to anyone with eyes that she was shaken. She held John and little tighter and moved in just a little closer, seeking comfort from contact until the vision passed.
"I'm really fine. I just...tripped."
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"It's fine, take a moment to gather your composure."
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"I'm better," she said after a minute. Part of her wanted to confess but the bigger part wanted it to go away and keeping quiet was better than delving into the reason why the very sight of him disturbed her so.
"This song is no good," she said, noting the fine song they'd been dancing to had changed to something more like what she heard at Chris Miles's parties with the heavy bass and driving rhythm.
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"If we don't get very many songs soon, I'll be sure to see if I can find any recordings on the island that will suffice. I'm sure that be they records or iPods I can find a way for us to listen to them while practicing."
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Really, it would be nice to have an excuse to see her again. John knew that he didn't have to have one, that she would be pleased to see him for any reason, but he still wasn't entirely comfortable visiting someone "just because". Until then, he could find small excuses to visit people.