fandomhigh | Yogalaties, Thursday Morning, First floor lobby

Blair bounced nervously as he waited to start class. He had studied up on yoga techniques most of last night and surfed the web to watch yoga instruction videos. Now he was confused about his own lack of leotards and very tired. In the end he finally decided that it was a class of two and there was no need stressing out. Or buying leotards.

He had brought down his comfiest yoga mats and spread them out on the floor, being sure to put rice pillows and candles next to them. Blair finished setting up by turning on soft music and setting out the gym balls.

"Good morning." Blair said seriously, trying to appear instructor-like but continuing to bounce. "I'm happy to take over the yoga class for the last two weeks and I hope we'll have a lot of fun. I'm not sure what you covered in class before now, but feel free to tell me you want to do something different! We're going to focus on relaxation techniques today since, considering all of these hauntings, I figured we could use some."

"So everyone grab a ball and sit on it. Gym balls are a good way to stretch before doing any sort of routine. Plus," Blair grinned widely as he chose a ball to use. "They're really bouncy!"

[ooc: ~~wait for ocd please~~ OCD up! Play!]

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"Great! Okay, I think we'll end the class with some positive affirmations. You can either sit on your gym balls or on the mat. Clear your mind of all your stress and anxiety and focus on the words I say. Accept them as truth when you repeat them back to me."

"I love myself."

"I am a winner."

"I am a powerful person unaffected by the negative words and attitudes of others."

Phoebe sat on the mat in a lotus position and took a deep breath. If it were anyone but Blair, she might have given him skeptical looks about this part of the class. However... this was Blair and if anyone didn't invite skepticism from her, it was Blair.

Besides, he had managed to get Cole to relax enough to get out of his demon form when he was trapped there.

She focused and then smiled at Blair.

"I love myself."

"I am a winner."

"I am a powerful person unaffected by the negative words and attitudes of others."

By the end of class, Lana looked closer to tears than relaxation.

"I love myself"

You should come with me. It would be so easy. You'd be loved forever there and no one would ever leave you.

"I am a winner."

Everyone would win this way. No one would ever be hurt by you amd you would never be hurt again. All the pain will stop.

"I am a powerful -"

Oh, cut the crap, Lana. You know that's a lie.

"...person unaffected by the negative words and attitudes of others," she finished softly.

Which explains why a harsh word can send you to hide in your room. Come on, Lana. He's right. It doesn't have to be this way. Just come with me.

Blair took a deep breath and moved closer to Lana. "Come on, say it again. I'm a powerful person unaffected by the negative words and attitudes of others."

"I belive that it's true for you Lana, you need to believe it too."

Lana put her head in her hands and cried. Three nights with no sleep and a ghost constantly whispering in her ear had taken their toll.

She didn't believe Whitney, had no intention of hurting herself to be with him, but she was at the end of her strength.

"I can't," she sobbed.

Phoebe's hands were clenched and there tears in her eyes. "Damn it, leave her alone, Whitney or whomever you are." She moved to her knees and wrapped her arms around Lana.

Lana clung to her.

Phoebe held her protectively, tears starting to slip from her eyes. "He can't have you," she whispered to her friend.

Blair stood over them and put a hand on their shoulders. "Nobody is taking Lana. ~~I didn't get permission slips from the office.~~" He glared angrily. "Back off man."

"I'm fighting him," Lana said. "I swear I am. I'm trying so hard."

Whitney just laughed.

Phoebe was really glad Blair was there with them as she held Lana. Feeling him standing over them had a grounding effect and she swallowed.

"I know you are, and you're not alone. We'll make him leave, I swear to you, Lana."

Lana nodded. "We'll find a way."

Yogalaties, Thursday Morning, First floor lobby

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