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    Ari had been a little worried earlier, especially when Zekrom had noticed him before he hit. Thankfully, Mac's Low Sweep had tripped up the legendary and caused him to lurch forward. This had been just the window of time that Ari needed. Then with Kazo joining in, they had finally finished. The legendary had fallen on his back, and he hadn't gotten back up. Thankfully he wasn't actually dead or anything. He lay there for a moment before letting out a short laugh. "Ah, you got me there, nice one." Then he moved into a sitting position and winced. "Gonna have a headache for a few days after that." He nodded. "I was right about you three. You're not the strongest but you have guts. And that's what we really need these days. Nice work you three." Ari nodded proudly. "Yeah, strength doesn't mean anything if you don't have the heart or guts for anything." He had learned that during his journey. After Zekrom pulled himself up from the ground with Mac's help, he turned to them all and grinned. "You may not want to get stuck with me right now, but I'll remember you all. And how about I teach you all something special? I've got the perfect moves for you." Oh, this sounded cool. "Like what?!" The Litleo started to bounce in excitement before he realized something. "But wait...I don't think I can do any of that cool thunder stuff you pulled off back there." His face turned a little downcast. -- The sudden arrival of the group of four had caused Shaymin to let out a squeal of fear and flop down on her face. After a few moments of nothing happening though, she picked herself back up and looked down, face slightly red from both embarrassment and smacking it against the ground. "O-oh... It's you." She took a deep breath, releasing it and peering up at them. "I-I thought you all were..." she shivered, "g-g-g-gone." Another deep breath, this one sounding calmer. "I'm glad that's not the case, though." As the others started to unwind from the battle, the woman's face paled. "O-oh no! Are you all right? That's right, you were taken away by that scary man." She looked around frantically, but calmed down at not seeing him anywhere. "Did you...defeat him?" her tone became awed. "I remember him. He was...Giratina's Disciple. Well...I know he said that already. But I mean...he was They Who Lurks's first and only Disciple. If you defeated him..." her expression became hopeful, "we might have a chance against his master." "B-but," she continued as she looked at the others' state. "I-I guess we should...rest first? Y-yeah, or we could, umm...go home. And do this tomorrow. I can just uhh...redo the barrier, and then we can wait a day...or two. Or a week." She seemed to warm to the idea. "Y-yeah! Let's just go home."
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    “Well, let’s get down to the dance floor first,” Gabriela blushed. Yes, that would be a good first step. And step they did. Right into the war zone known as the dance floor. She was trembling slightly and her eyes darted back and forth. Seeing couples coming out onto the floor. She couldn't help but notice how most were the "classic" male and female. She had forgotten about that for a while but she had to wonder if some of them thought this odd... The concern didn't last long. Melissa explained the basics, so incredibly simple that Gabby could hardly believe it, and the music kicked in. When Melissa mouthed 'ready' what else could Gabby do but nod? Something clicked into place as the two of them started to move to the music. It was loud. Probably too loud. But something about that made it feel all the better. She could feel the music. Pounding away in her chest as steadily as her heart. There was an energy around them. Dancers moving in their own rhythm, hardly any of them matching the other pairs, but everyone was smiling. Enjoying themselves. Gabby realized she was smiling too. Soon she didn't know what anyone else was doing. She didn't want to look anywhere else but forward. Soon the music didn't match her heartbeat anymore. Her heart was going much too fast for that. This was fun, right? That's what this feeling was. Nothing but that mattered. Gabby moved a bit too far to one side. So when she went back to the other side she stumbled. Fell forward. Right into the other girl.
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    Ya'll can be sad while basking in my happiness Coming up on a year and half soon
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    You who are young, be happy while you are young, and let your heart give you joy in the days of your youth. Follow the ways of your heart and whatever your eyes see, but know that for all these things God will bring you into judgment. -Ecclesiastes 11:9 (NIV)The fact that Gabriela had been startled by Melissa’s apology was encouraging, even if Melissa’s first instinct was to apologize again for startling her. It meant maybe at least some of her fears had been unfounded. Or Gabriela was just being nice. Melissa really tried to focus on the former, though. Elizabeth’s advice still played over and over in her head, and though her words got fainter and fainter with every echo, the message did a much better job of sticking. “Yes,” Gabriela said. “Let’s do the dancing thing. With the music. And the closeness. And the moving.” Melissa smiled. There was something else Gabriela said too, but that was less important. “Well, let’s get down to the dancefloor first,” she said. A few other couples and groups had arranged themselves around the floor, though there was still a rather large amount of space left open. Melissa assumed that that was there wasn’t any music yet; a balcony had been commandeered and a deejay was still in the process of setting up. She wondered if they were planning on using the school’s speakers -- the ones in the ceiling pointed straight down at the auditorium -- to help with the sound, though surely the deejay would have speakers of their own specifically chosen for occasions like these, right? Melissa took the opportunity to address some of Gabriela’s concerns. She’d prepared for this, and just because there was that slip in the middle there didn’t mean the words didn’t come flowing out of her when she was ready. “Okay, so at dinner, we talked mostly about slow dancing, um, that’s probably going to be, like, a quarter at best of what’s going to happen, though,” she said. “The idea is the same, though. The drumbeat’ll- um, the basic idea is that you count probably to four over and over and then start doing moves to match each count. So, like, um…” She went through the motions she’d prepared earlier. “So if I’m standing like this, then one is stepping to the side and bringing my arms up like this, right? And then on two, I snap my fingers --” She demonstrated the sound “-- and then get ready for three, where I step the other way and on four I snap again.” Another snap. “And then, I guess you just keep doing that, or some other motion until the song ends “It’s silly, I know, and you’re probably not like me like this but it’s easy to think you look stupid doing stuff like this if you’re not- if you haven’t done something like this before. But the thing everyone told me last year when they were trying to get me to do this was, um, nobody really cares. The only one who would is me and I won’t. I promise.” Melissa gave a wry smile. “I’ll probably be wondering who else is looking at me, to be honest. But, um, give it a try. Just, uh, one.” She stepped, arms up. “Two.” Snap. “Three.” The other way. “Four.” Snap. “One-” The deejay cut in. They’d finally set up, apparently, and after a little feedback, the music finally cut in, starting with a chorus even Melissa knew. If our lo~ove is tragedy Why are you my remedy? If our lo~ove’s insanity Why are you my clarity? Melissa mouthed a “Ready?” at Gabriela, though she wasn’t sure if Gabriela saw or heard that. Still, she started counting, going through the motions again. One. Two. Three. Four. One. Two. Three. Four. This was the final hill she had to climb, right? This was what all her efforts had gone towards, right? She just had to guide Gabriela through a set and hope that she had fun in the process. One. Two. Three. Four. Melissa could barely admit it to herself, but she was almost having fun too.
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