fandomhigh | Dance, Preiod 5 Thursday

"Buenos tardes, clase," El said his class filed into the dance room. "Today we will be practicing a particular favorite dance of mine, the salsa."

"Now, there are many arguements as to where exactly salsa originated, but I will share with you my own personal opinion."

El pointed downwards. "Here. In America. In New York City somewhat further north of here as a result of the mixing and combining of the various dances of Cuba, Puerto Rico, and the variety of other Latin Cultures that lived there. That, to me, sounds like a truely, and uniquely, American dance.

"Salsa itself is similar to the tango in that is rather freeform, fast paced, and energetic. However, unlike Tango, there are no truely strict rules to Salsa, it all depends on the style you choose. Nadia, if you would please come join me, we will teach you as much as we can."

After practicing with Nadia and letting her re-join her friends, El walked over to his guitar case and, as usual, pulled out his guitar. "Before we begin, I want to see if any of you are at all worried about the upcoming dance tomorrow? You are all excellent dancers and should have nothing to worry about, in regards to either slow or fast dancing. In fact, your homework is to dance at more than half of the songs at the dance tomorrow. Assuming, of course, that you attend."

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Walter had a bag along with him today and seemed to be trying to catch Nadia's eye at one point.

Nadia noticed this and raised her eyebrows questioningly.

Walter passed her the bag. After his bit of research in the library (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/1050956.html?thread=58568780#t58568780) earlier, he'd learned a bit more about female anatomy than he'd ever really quite wanted to learn, but come to a relatively sane conclusion. He hoped. After all, she said the boys now knew about this and he had professional experience that made him fairly difficult to gross out.

Thus the bag with chocolate, instant coffee and an electric kettle in which to make the hot water for it, aspirin, and a heating pad.

Nadia took the bag and looked in.

Yeah, her eyes started tearing up. But this time there was also an enormous grin accompanying it. She made a mental note to give Walter a very, very big hug after class.

Much better. He still needed to find Blair and throttle him, but at least Nadia was happier.

Although maybe he should have included tissues, too.

Was it wrong that he was planning keep track of her monthly insanity? ~~In self-defense.~~

As long as he never, ever let Nadia know, it wasn't wrong. Not that she planned to let him know again that he was on it. Really, last night had been ridiculous.

Stupid girl-parts.

"Sorry, Professor. My boyfriend just, um... turned into a black panther so I needed to bring him along."

God only knew what kind of trouble Panther!Jim could get into on his own.

El blinked. "Is he likely to maul anyone?"

Lana looked down at the panther she held in her arms. "I don't think so. Unless maybe he feels like I'm in danger?"

"...Well as long as he isn't a danger to anyone and stays out of the way,"

Lana nodded. "I'll do my best. If he starts getting rambunctious, I'll take him home."

Billy did a double take.

Lana shrugged. "Fandom."

Panther!Jim made a soft growling noise at Billy.

"You randomly got a pet Panther?" Billy asked who had missed the explanation.

"Um... no. This is my boyfriend, Jim. He sort of turned into a panther at lunchtime." Lana shrugged. "I can't exactly leave him free to wander, so..."

Panther!Jim growled a little more, just for good measure.

"Well hey if you gotta turn into something." Billy grinned. "No need to get territorial there Jim."

"I guess," Lana said, a little dubiously. "I don't know what this does to Homecoming, though..."

She rolled her eyes. "Jim... behave yourself. He does seem much more territorial in this shape. Or maybe he just can't hide it as well."

The panther responded with what was clearly a hurt, and not at all repentant, huff and continued to cast a baleful eye in Billy's direction.

Billy grimaced. "Oooh, yeah that might...well I'd guess the former, cause I've always thought that cats are very good at hiding their feelings. And Jim, like I said, no need to worry. I'm not that kind of guy."

Panther!Jim huffed again, then settled down to clean his paws.

Lana couldn't help smiling as she watched him. "This is very... surreal..."

"Seems sort of like a music video."

Lana laughed, causing the panther to perk up and stare at her. "It kind of does, doesn't it!"

"Do, you've been here a while, do people typically remember what happened while they were transformed?"

"Maybe," Lana said uncertainly. "Fandom is so weird. I've never had anyone close to me, like this turn into an animal before. But I think most of them remember."

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