ext_141420 ([identity profile] psycho-barbie.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2006-02-18 11:34 am
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Valentine's Day Dance. The Gym. 8.30 pm

The gym was decorated, the DJs were playing, and the punch was not yet spiked.

Fandom High's Valentine's Day Dance had begun.

[ooc: OCD threads coming are up. Post before I've finshed and I will burninate you. away! :)]

Re: Song: No Man's Woman - Sinead O'Connor

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
"So you aren't going to mock me relentlessly?" he asked, mimicking the pivot turn before reaching out to take Nadia's hand and pull her into a ballroom-style spin before dipping her backwards.
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Re: Song: No Man's Woman - Sinead O'Connor

[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-02-18 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
Nadia's grin got just a touch shmoopy, and then it went a touch manic. "Nope!" she squeaked. "That I won't. Not for dancing, anyway."

Re: Song: No Man's Woman - Sinead O'Connor

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Good," Walter said, lifting her upright and taking a couple of steps back, still moving with the music. "I'm sure you'll find something else, right?" He was grinning broadly, definitely enjoying himself.
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Re: Song: No Man's Woman - Sinead O'Connor

[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-02-18 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm" she swallowed. "I'm sure I will." She danced back from him a bit. "I might need some more 'punch' after this song."

Re: Song: No Man's Woman - Sinead O'Connor

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
Walter nodded, "Good idea. We'll have to pounce on Pippi for the secret ingredient."

He looked up as the song drew to a close and gave Nadia a deep bow. "Thank you for the dance."
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Re: Song: No Man's Woman - Sinead O'Connor

[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-02-18 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
Nadia's curtsey was about six thousand times less graceful than her dancing. But she tried. "Thank you." She straightened.

"Go. Find your boy before he thinks I stole you."