It Couldn't Hurt...

Elinor looked around the huge room. She smiled. It looked like it could hold every single student in the school, as well as the teachers, and still have room for more people. She pulled some strands of her silver hair behind her ear, and flew to the center of the room.

A gentle breeze floated through the room, and a shape that looked like a person appeared in the wind. Elinor began to dance with the wind-person, wishing that it was real. She was so lost in her dancing and thoughts that she wasn't thinking of what would happen if someone else entered the room...

Elinor stopped dancing at the sound of his voice. She felt her face heat up in embarrassment, and the wind stopped. How long had that boy been there? Had he seen her dancing with the wind-person? She turned to the boy that was standing there, and nodded.

"Sure," she said with a smile, and walked toward him. "I'm Elinor."

"Sure," Elinor said quietly to Julian. "It's nice to meet you." Her face was still red, and she walked even closer. She positioned one hand on his shoulder, and the other on his hip. She had never danced with a real person before, and she was both happy and nervous at the same time. She looked up at him.

"Sorry ahead of time if I step on your foot," she said with a slight smile.

Elinor smiled. "Well, let's begin."

One, two, three, one, two, three, one, two, three... she repeated over and over in her head as she slowly danced, holding onto Julian. She was looking at her feet, trying to make sure she didn't step on his, and every now and then looked up at him, still wearing a smile.

Elinor couldn't help but smile at his compliment. She blushed, but not has red as he had become. "Thank you," she said as Julian spun her out. "I've only been dancing for a few months."

When Julian spun her in, she stumbled a little, but didn't fall. "Sorry!" she said, her voice cracking in embarrassment. One, two, three, one, two, three, one, two, three....