The Final Dance (please read)

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A story I've been working on for a while. Let me know what you think please. It's based off of a couple pet's here.

P.S there are no chapters I was too lazy to put those g=headings in XP
P.P.S let me know if I have any spelling mistakes. I have horrible spelling. double XP

(Part i)

It’s the last dance of the year. Here I am, driving to the dance. I‘m sure my two best friends, Dalik and Traji, are waiting for me by now. Last turn, last light. I’m here. I get out of the car my dad lent me special for the occasion. The red paint of the sporty convertible mirrors my long red gown. I hope Dalik and Traji recognise me.

I walk in. My eyes scan the room for those two faces I know the best. Finally I spot them. I wave and make my way over. They look surprised.

“Hi guys!” I say happily.
“Hey Courgette!” they reply in unison.
“So what is everyone up to?” I ask reaching for a cream soda.
“Well Djuni went off with Terthia, Qaws is trying to dance with Byta and...” Dalik began.
“Ooh! Look over there! Did you see that?” Traji cut him off.
“See what?” I ask out of curiosity
“Eliazar tried to kiss Rose but Rokar punched him.” Traji laughed. “Those first-years sure are crazy!”

Suddenly one of my favorite songs came on. The heavy bass beat boomed out of the huge black speakers positioned strategically against the stage.

“Ooh! Guys I love this song lets dance!” I scream over the music. I pull on Traji and Dalik. Traji runs out with me but Dalik stays behind. Our bodies move in sync to the heavy beat. My head nodds to the singers high feminine notes, hips swing to the drummer's tap-tap-boom, feet step out in time to the guitar’s low staccato notes. A good song, in all. When it was ending I notice Dalik talking to someone.

“Hey Dalik who was that?” I ask when we get over to that side of the room.
“Oh no one,” he replies. “Just an old friend.”
“Does your old friend like to dance?” Traji asked winking.

I laugh.

“C’mon Dalik!” Traji beckons

I grab his and Traji’s arms and start to pull. Traji comes almost instantly. Dalik hesitates.

“Dalik you have to dance sometime tonight!” I try to persuade him. He shakes his head ‘no’ and lets go. I try puppy eyes on him but it doesn't work. He just laughs and waves me off. I don’t move.

“Just save the last dance for me!” He shouts over the screams of other girls.

I run off with Traji. What I night, I think. It’s not even 10pm and it already feels stressed.

The song runs its course and me and Traji return to the side of the dance floor. The next song on is a slow song. Everyone is pairing off; Djuni has returned with Terthia, Rokar has let Eliazar and Rose dance. Even dark Ethique has asked the light and popular Arlyn to dance. I look around the room. Daeyna and Tyras. Anhir and Jo. The graceful Remolina with the clumsy Gotar. Everyone has a partner. Everyone but me, Dalik and Traji. We all look around awkwardly.

Suddenly, Kourana runs up and asks Traji to dance. He looks at us quickly as if too ask if its OK. We nod ascent. Then it was just me and Dalik. He turns to me, yellow-green eyes sparkling with mischief. He holds out one hand.

“Wanna dance?” he asks bowing.
“I would be delighted,” I say in reply.

We make our way out to the dance floor. He puts one hand on my shoulder blade, the other on my hip. I feel safe in his arms, so I sigh. He steps out and we begin to dance. It feels like everyone is melting away and it’s only us and the music that's playing. Long and slow, the movements he makes are just so, never too short or too long. Could it be my imagination? I think I just saw a shooting star flash by the window.

I think I’m falling in love.

((To Be Continued...))

[Akpahsj]

I really like this.

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(Thanks! Here's the next bit)

(Part ii)

The song doesn’t last long enough. As soon as it’s over, I feel a stab of sadness in my chest. I wanted that moment to last forever.

“Why didn’t you tell me you could dance like that?” I ask him.
“I didn’t think you would care,” he shrugs.
“Why not?” I ask again. “You’re my best friend.”
He pauses. “OK I didn’t want to say it in front of Traji.”
“Why not? Traji is your friend too,” I say. He walks outside. I follow.
“Its...” he tries. He sits down on a near by bench. So do I. He sighs.
“Don’t you trust him?” I ask.
“Well not really ever since...” he stops mid-sentence. His eyes widen and he begins to sweat a bit as if he’s said too much
“Ever since what?” I ask. “Since what?”
“I can’t tell you!” he exclaims. “Traji made me swear! All I can tell you is that it involves Traji and Ylana.”
“Ylana?”I gasp. A small low growl escapes my throat. “I’m going to talk to him.”

I begin to walk off. Dalik grabs my arm and holds me back.

“No. He’ll suspect,” he says. “Please for my sake, don’t.”
I sigh and sit back down. “Alright. I won’t. But it doesn’t mean he shouldn’t keep secrets from his best friends.”
“Agreed,” Dalik nods.
“Listen!” I say hushing him. “Do you hear that?"?

It’s laughter. It sounds like Traji.

“It sounds like Traji and a girl,” Dalik says quietly. He pads over to a janitors closet door. He motions for me to follow. “Yep. He’s in there.”
“C’mon lets leave him alone,” I whisper. So we creep back into the gym. Another upbeat song is playing. I look at Dalik. He smiles.

“Aw what the heck?” he says playfully. We both rush out onto the dance floor.

Suddenly the song stops. Everyone in the room looks up to see what happened. I hear myself subconsciously whisper:

“Oh no.”

[Meco&Clar]

Meh! What's gonna happen!?!? Aah, I love the book.

[Akpahsj]

Ooh my gosh! what happened? whyd the music stop?

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Part iii ((thanks again guys!)

A second look at the stage proves all my worst fears. Traji is standing at the music controls, his eyes full of rage.

“Dalik...” I begin. “Whats wrong with him? Why is he looking at me like that?”

Unknowingly, I begin to pull myself behind Dalik. It makes me feel somewhat safer but not entirely comfortable. Traji’s glare feels like its burning into my soul.

Dalik moves towards the stage. He holds out a hand and tries to talk to Traji.

“Come down, Traji,” he says calmly. “Just come down. We’ll talk, whatever it is.”

Traji gives no response. The principal comes rushing in. I hold him back.

“Let Dalik try,” I plead. He nods and scurries off.
“C’mon Traji,” Dalik beckons again. “You’re not thinking.”

That gets Traji’s attention.

“I’m not thinking?!” he exclaims in his stupor. He jumps off the stage and grabs the front of Dalik’s shirt. “How’s this for thinking? I wanna see you outside in five minutes! Got that?”
“Alright,” Dalik’s tone is still surprisingly calm. “Just give the DJ back the controls.”
“Five minutes,” Traji says again. He staggers outside.

The DJ resumes the music. The principal returns to his office. Dalik walks back over to me. I can’t help giving him a huge hug.

“What was that about?” I ask. “What does Traji want?”
“I don’t know,” he replies. “But we’ll find out.”
“You don’t think he-?” I can’t bear to finish the sentence. So I try a different one. “Why is he doing this?”
Dalik shrugs. “I hope he’s drunk. Because otherwise...” He shakes his fist.

Five minutes passes quickly. There’s only time for one more song before Dalik has to go out and confront Traji. I try to stop him.

“Please Dalik, don’t,” I beg. “Please.”
“What choice do I have?” he asks and looks sadly into my eyes.
“We always have a choice,” I say. I can feel tears in my eyes. “Please for my sake, don’t.”

He reaches back and hugs me again. I hold him tight not wanting to let go. I start to cry.

“I love you,” he whispers in my ear. I just barely hear it, but there it is. And timid Dalik was the first one to say it.

Before I can tell him the same, he pulls away and walks away. I follow him, hoping one more desperate plea can change his mind. I run in front of him.

“Dalik, Traji is five times stronger than you and in a fit of rage,” I say. “If you go out there he’s going to kill you!”
“An if I don’t go out there he’ll kill me for sure,” Dalik says. He sighs. “What happened to him?”
“Well you’re certainly no getting out with words on this one,” I joke. “Alright, go out there if you have to. But promise me you’re coming back, OK?”
“I can’t do that, Courgette,” he replies.
“No you have to promise!” I repeat sternly. “You have to!”

He sighs. “Alright, I promise.”

He walks off to see Traji. I sit there crying for a minute.

“Hold on!” I say to myself. “I don’t have to sit here helplessly! I can do something about it!”

I ran off, following Dalik’s trail in the fresh snow that had just fallen. Twenty feet from the gym door, behind some evergreen trees is Dalik, holding his hands out, pleading with Traji. I sit and watch, hidden by a small, flowering bush.

[Akpahsj]

Holy This is getting intense!

[peppersdots]

(Part iv)

“Traji why are you doing this?!” Dalik exclaims. “What’s gotten into you?”
“What’s gotten into me is, finally, some common sense,” Traji bellows back. “I should have known!”
“What are you talking about?!”
“I’m talking about Courgette,”
“What about her?”
“You rat! You thought you could get away with it didn’t you!”
“Traji, what are you talking about?”
“You thought you could steal her from me did you? Well not so. I‘m not going down without a fight.”

I clamp my hand over my mouth to hide my gasp.

“Steal her from you?” Dalik asks puzzled.
“Yes!” Traji replies. “She loves me!”

I can see on Dalik’s face a horrible sickening look. Hatred, fear, embarrassment all mixed into one. His face goes white. I desperately want to jump out of the bushes and scream that its not true, but I can’t give myself away.

“Traji, I don’t want to hurt you,” Dalik says slowly. “Just walk away now.”
“Oh so now you tell me what to do, huh?” Traji laughs. “Very funny, Dalik.”

Dalik walks up to Traji. He puts one hand on each of his shoulders.

“C’mon Traji, snap out of it.”
“If you’re gonna hit me, hit me” Traji mocks.
“I’m not going to hit you,” Dalik pauses. Traji jumps for him. In a flurry, Dalik flips Traji onto his back. When the dusk clears, Traji is on the ground groaning and Dalik is walking over to my hiding place.

Suddenly someone parts the bush in front of me. I look up into Dalik’s yellow eyes. he smiles and I smile back.

[WhoLocked]

Wow, this is really good. You should keep working on it!

[peppersdots]

Thanks! (ps gonna start the thread very soon. I just haven't got around to it yet.)

Part v
Last part guys thanks for reading!
“You really have to stay away from fights, Courgette,” he laughs. I laugh too mostly out of relief he’s alright.

We begin to walk back to the gym. Suddenly Dalik stops me.

“What is it?” I ask, searching his face.
“You heard what Traji said about you and him,” he begins. “Is it true?”
“No! No Dalik no!” I exclaim. “How could you think that? It’s you Dalik, it’s always been you.”
“What do you mean?” he asks.
“I’ve always loved you Dalik,” I repeat. “You didn’t know that?”
“How could I?” he asks.

We continued on into the dance. As we re-entered the gym, Kourana came up looking for Traji. We tried to tell her in a way that wouldn’t upset her but it was futile. She bursts from the gym screaming something about us being animals.

“Ah well,” I shrug. “I never liked her anyways.”