✗Oxford Academy of Art✗(Open and Accepting)

[MollySue]

"Flirt. Play the guitar or piano." Luna shrugged.

[belle.]

"Smile." Eliot whispered lightly, placing one hand on Mayia's chin to raise her gaze from the floor. Eliot looked at Mayia for a second before speaking, "So you actually don't know how to dance..?" Eliot asked, looking down at Mayia.

[twistedimagination]

"Fun." Zack nodded. "Do you have any favorite songs you like to play?"

[Mayiamaru]

Mayia shook her head. "This... is the longer I've ever been at a dance... All the others... I would run away before talking to anyone." She said, her eyes glimmering sadly.

[MollySue]

"I write songs." She said.

[belle.]

Eliot's smile faded very slightly, "Well, You're here now, that's all that matters," He stated, a smile re-appearing on his face. "I'll lead you follow," Eliot stated quiet with a small chuckle. It was then he begun to move, he had placed one of his hands on her shoulder, the other on her hip.

[twistedimagination]

"Write any good ones?" He asked. "One of these days you need to show me a song." He winked.

[MollySue]

Luna smiled. "They're alright. You can come up any time."'She added.

[Mayiamaru]

Mayia hesitantly put her hands around Elliot's neck, like she had seen in movies, and followed his steps best she could. She had become silent, but her mind was still racing. She would always look up a little to look at the people around them, then her eyes would just shoot back down to the ground. She was trembling a lot more.

[twistedimagination]

"I wrote a few songs myself, and I suppose they aren't that bad." He shrugged.