Maybe she needs to be
honest with herself and face the fact that she just isn’t a very good
dancer. It just doesn’t make sense
to her. Sure, when she dances she
likes swinging her hand outwards for every turn that is lead, popping her elbow
as a form of styling in close hold and when it comes to the shines she won't
hesitate to kick her leg out to accentuate her height. Is it her fault if someone ends up
getting hurt? Of course, people
are a little put off when she hits them in the face, kicks them, or steps on
their feet, but there is always a chance that someone is going to get hurt,
right? I mean, isn’t that part of
the excitement? Maybe not, since
no one seemed to want to dance with her.
Although it was a
little disheartening to see the injuries of her past partners, and yes, she had
to admit, nearby dancers were sometimes injured when she tried a particularly
bold move, she refused to stop dancing.
She just needed to find a new partner, someone who didn’t know her. She hated to think about it, but maybe
she needed to look for a new venue.
Taking a final look around before she left, she noticed someone that she
didn’t recognize, standing alone.
She took a chance and went over to introduce herself.
His name was
Nicholas, and he said he usually went to a other places to dance but had
decided it was time to move on.
She asked him how he liked it so far, and he said he felt comfortable
here, it looked really familiar with all of the injured people. Quickly changing the subject, Michelle
asked him why he wasn’t dancing.
He said that he wasn’t sure if he even should be dancing and Michelle
realized that she had been having the same thought. After pressing him for a while, he finally admitted that he
was clumsy and was always tripping his partners and injuring them. The shocked look on his face when
Michelle burst out laughing made her admit to him her similar problem. After sharing a good laugh they looked
at each other and then at the dance floor. With a mutual shrug they got up and headed to battle, I
mean, to dance.
How do you think
their first dance went?
Jim Liston is a guest blogger whose interests include playing insane fast bluegrass on his mandolin, reliving his childhood by collecting Beatles memorabilia, and reading e-books on his Kindle. Visit him at http://jimsgotweb.com
