Detective Rosa Diaz (
died8yearsago) wrote in
fandomhigh2019-02-08 05:14 am
Ballet for Beginners; First Period [02/08].
When the students came into the dance studio that morning, they'd find their teacher over by the stereo, clearling having some difficulties. It shouldn't be this difficult; she'd never had problems with it before, but, all of sudden, instead of playing the music she wanted, all it was playing was Dead or Alive's smash 1985 hit "You Spin Me Round (Like A Record)"....only it was just the chorus hook on a seemingly endless loop. And there appeared to be nothing Rosa could do to stop it.
She'd tried everything, too. Hitting it, unplugging it, pressing all the buttons, trying multiple different CDs and settings, but nothing. It still kept going, and by the time the students came in, she was just about at the end of her rope and finally gave in and did what she usually did when technology frustrated her: she pulled the stereo from the shelf, lifted it over her head, smashed it on the floor, and breathed a sigh of relief as silence finally settled in.
"I'll pay for that," she assured the students, once she looked up and saw that they were already there for class. Not that she imagined they'd care. "Anyway, guess we're not doing music today. Technical difficulties. If you want to hum or sing or whatever, that's fine. I don't--"
And that's when the stereo, dispite its many broken-apart pieces seemed to whirr to life and started in with another round of now slightly distorted "You spin me right round, baby, right round."
And Rosa was really thinking she needed to get on that whole 'figure out the best way to hide a gun in a leotard' things she'd been considering.
"Right," she said, through a clenched jaw, clenched teeth, clenched everything. "Piroettes today. If we don't go crazy first."
[[OCDin the way is up! ...i'm too tired for this]]
She'd tried everything, too. Hitting it, unplugging it, pressing all the buttons, trying multiple different CDs and settings, but nothing. It still kept going, and by the time the students came in, she was just about at the end of her rope and finally gave in and did what she usually did when technology frustrated her: she pulled the stereo from the shelf, lifted it over her head, smashed it on the floor, and breathed a sigh of relief as silence finally settled in.
"I'll pay for that," she assured the students, once she looked up and saw that they were already there for class. Not that she imagined they'd care. "Anyway, guess we're not doing music today. Technical difficulties. If you want to hum or sing or whatever, that's fine. I don't--"
And that's when the stereo, dispite its many broken-apart pieces seemed to whirr to life and started in with another round of now slightly distorted "You spin me right round, baby, right round."
And Rosa was really thinking she needed to get on that whole 'figure out the best way to hide a gun in a leotard' things she'd been considering.
"Right," she said, through a clenched jaw, clenched teeth, clenched everything. "Piroettes today. If we don't go crazy first."
[[OCD

Re: Lesson: Pirouettes - Ballet, 02/08.