Lack of Passion is Fatal

Monday morning, 7:15 A.M.
 
I'd been thinking about that moment in the car all weekend. I swear I didn't leave this bed, like, once. What were Isaac and I now? I guess I would find out...since school starts in 45 minutes. I got up to get ready and left for school. I didn't wait for Isaac's car. I arrived at the school and spotted Jazz and Karen sitting on the steps.
"Hey there, miss ballerina," said Jazz, winking at me. "How you doin'?"
I laughed, "I'm alright."
We talked for awhile as Nic and Dalton walked up behind me. Dalton threw his arms around me as Nic hugged Karen and Jazz.
"Ohmigod, I missed you guys SO much!"
He looped his arm around mine and we skipped into the school.
A few hours later, we were sitting in 5th hour. I was tapping my pencil against my notebook and sighed, waiting for class to be over when I was hit in the head with a paper ball. I picked it up off the floor and unfolded it, reading, 'Why are you in such a funk?'
I took out my purple sparkly pen and wrote, 'I don't believe I know what you're talking about.' I threw it back and glared at her while she read it. Thankfully the bell rang and I hauled ass out of there. I quietly but quickly walked to my locker and found Isaac standing there.
"Hey Liss," he smiled at me, "how're you?"
"I'm great!" I hugged him, "you?"
He hugged back, "confused."
I looked up at him and nodded. I turned around and saw a flash of Dalton out of the corner of my eye. I raised my hand to wave but then I heard Isaac mutter, "holy shit."
I looked up at him in question and went to stand where he was and looked. What I saw was shocking, to say the least. Dalton has Nic pressed up against the wall, kissing him as passionately as the 15 seconds would allow. Isaac and I looked at eachother with out mouthes open and eyes in shock and question. He grabbed my and and we quickly hurried away, smiling. We couldnt believe it! Though now that I thought about it, it made sense. Isaac stopped me and pulled me into an empty hallway.
"Before we go to lunch...I want to say I'm sorry...about Friday."
"Why?" I asked, "I'm not."
"Oh...you're no--"
I cut him off by pressing my mouth to his, wrapping my arms around his neck. Thank God everyone was at lunch.
"No...I'm not."
Isaac smiled, "good."

~Larissa~
When i was done, I was panting, sweat dripping down my face. I knew I had dont good by the looks on their faces.
 
"Holy shit." I heard from around the corner and out came Jazz.
 
"Where the shit did you learn to dance like that!?" screeched Jazz.
 
"I've uh...always danced like this....nobody's ever seen it but you guys, my mom, brother, and instructor."
 
They kept talking about it and I noticed someone was missing. Isaac. I looked around for him and when I caught his eye, he blushed and held his hand out to me,
 
"Let's go."
 
He drove me back to my house, silent, staring at his hands.
 
"Isaac, are you okay?"
 
~Isaac~
I jerked my head up at the sound of her voice.
 
"Uh yeah! I've just never...seen anything like that before..."
 
She blushed and ducked her head.
 
"We're here," she said.
 
She reached for the door and I found myself reaching for her, pulling her towards me, and pressing my mouth to hers. She looked suprised, but slowly closed her eyes and I felt her kiss back. I ran my hands through her hair as she wrapped her arms around me. We pulled back and her beautiful indigo eyes fluttered open. I kissed her forehead, her chin, her cheeks...everywhere I could in that short amount of time. She looked at me, trying to read my face, and seeing everything. Ever since I first met her, Her outer beauty was stunning but her inner beauty was just astounding. Every little thing she did was perfect in my eyes. She laid her head against my chest and I ran my fingers through her hair, my left hand on the small of her back, pulling her towards me. I wanted to stay like this forever, though I knew we couldn't. I hooked my finger under her chin and lifted her head and kissed her one more time. The unspoken words between us were louder than the silence. She got out of the car and watched me drive away. I could never want anything better than that. There was nothing that could be.

~Larissa~
We got down to the basement and i was shocked by how big it was. Jazz is LOADED. And there was a section with an unfinished section. Perfect. AND it was away from everyone else. Right away, everyone went about their own things, some going to the canvases, some going to the amps, some to the drafting table. I went to my corner.
"Hey, Jazz. Is there some where I can change?"
 
"Sure. Behind the purple curtian."
 
"thanks."
 
I stepped behind the curtian and turned on the light. a full length mirror stood before me. I looked through my bag for my workout clothes and was sort of happy to find my pointe and jazz shoes in the bag. Luckily I would only need my pointe. I started to change.
 
~Isaac~
 
I looked around and couldnt find Larissa anywhere.
"Hey Jazz! Where's Larissa?"
 
"In the changing room!" She yelled back.
 
I wondered why she would need to change but didn't question it. I plugged in my brand new guitar and started strumming, the notes forming themselves into If It Means Alot To You by A Day To Remember. Great song, I thought to myself.
 
~Larissa~
I slowly stepped up and stood at the barre. Jazzs' mother must be a dancer, I thought.
I sat down on the cold floor to put on my scuffed, over used pointe shoes. I wrapped my toes in cotton for support and slipped on the shoe. I wrapped the ribbon around my ankle and hoisted myself up onto the barre. I gripped the barre and lifted onto pointe. It hurt at first and i quickly got used to the slight pain as I usually did. I started my warm ups and felt someone watching me. I turned around to see Dalton staring at me.
 
"You do ballet?" asked Dalton.
 
"Yeah..."
 
"That's so cool!" Dalton exclaimed, "Can I watch!? Do you have a routine you could show me!?"
 
"Uh...yeah! Sure. Put on Equinox by Skrillex. This is a lyrical/ballet piece I started working on...it's kind of intense."
 
I looked at Dalton and he waved Nic and Kaylee over. They all looked really excited and the first new beats started. I started to move with the music and its jerky chords and felt my pirouettes lagging. I tightened my core and could feel my extensions get longer than ever before. I felt on fire. Like I was dancing on air. It was an amazing sensation and I could feel myself work even harder. I did a stag leap onto the floor and contort myself to the screaming voice. Once I heard, 'Call 911 now!' I bent backwards until my head touched the floor and jumped from my knees onto pointe. This, is what I strive for. Perfection.
 
~Isaac~
I heard the opening to one of my favorite Skrillex songs from around the corner. Mikey, Jazz and I looked at eachother in question and peeked around the corner to see Larissa begin to move. It was like nothing i'd ever seen before. It was horrifying. It was beautiful. It was like nothing i'd ever seen. Who knew someone so quiet and shy could move with such grace and power. Jazz nudged me in awe and I could see Nic, Dalton and Kaylee with their mouthes dropped and eyes shining. They obviously felt the same way.
I could feel something happening inside me. Like I had just witnessed real, raw beauty, and I could not look away.

Made this in Spanish for a project on clothes, colors, and prices. lol