| Parker James ( @ 2009-02-15 20:57:00 |
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| Entry tags: | joelle, parker, unfinished |
Who: Parker Turner & Joelle
What: Practicing
When: Sunday Afternoon
Where: Practice room
Rating: TBA
Status: Thread | Incomplete
It was the day after another dateless valentine's day, so it was needless to say that Parker was dissappointed. He wished he didn't care so much about the girls at the school, but lately that was all he could think about. His grades were suffering, though for him that only meant A-'s rather than straight A's. The only thing that thrived because of his hormones was his dancing. Girls were the whole reason he'd started, after all and he wanted to be good if only for the fact that it would make a good impression and maybe, just maybe get him laid.
Entering the practice room, Parker proceeded to stretch out, his ipod in his ears, his Ihome and bottle of water in the corner. There was a huge difference in his dancing in class and practicing on his own. On one hand he tried a lot harder in class where people we watching him but he also tended to get very distracted, what with all the girls around with their boobs and legs and asses.
He stood and made his way to his Ihome, popping in his ipod, and pressing play. this song played out as he shook out and began improvising. He really wanted to do Wade Robson choreography to the dance, but first he needed a part. For now, however, he lost himself in the music like he so rarely did with others around. He was better than himself credit for, really. He was so caught up, he didn't hear the other person enter. It wasn't until he looked up and caught sight of them in the mirror that his dancing came to a screeching halt. "Goddamn, you nearly gave me a heart attack!" he said in a friendly, but startled voice.