Christmas Dances の小説・ストーリー

Maybe Christmas is about miracles, and it must be; otherwise, I wouldn't be performing tonight. The dancers get ready as the lights dim. The Christmas tree in the middle of the stage is a real one. It's the largest tree I have ever seen. My solo is in act one. It's the only dance I will be performing this evening. I hear the cue as my solo begins.

limping. “Maybe they’ll kick me off the team if I can’t dance!” She said hopefully. “Don’t you dare leave me on there without you. That’s my scholarship so I can’t quit.” I told her. She made a sad face at that. Thankfully everyone at the party was decked out in Christmas attire. Most people had on ugly Christmas sweaters. But some girls had tiny Santa dresses on… and even a couple guys were in Santa suits or dressed like elves. I was happy with our choice of onesies.

Mia whispers and stops abruptly in the doorway. "Yeah." Even though I was expecting luxury, the celebration was even better than I thought it would be. People are dancing, for starters. Like, dancing in a ballroom scene from a movie. From what I remember from Barbie: Nutcracker, I think this dance is a waltz. But my memory of cartoons isn't enough to compete here. Everyone seems well-prepared for this kind of event. They might have practiced a lot. Anyway, I don't think they'll be doing the Cha Cha Slide soon. But dancing isn't my biggest problem right now.

We mention a few of the dances available to learn like the Shimmy, Charleston, and Lindy Hop, and we encourage those who show interest to take a business card from the table. As we pass the bar, Dallas announces we will dance upstairs until the show starts at eight p.m. With water in hand, we climb the spiral staircase, choose our playlist, and connect to the club’s speaker system. Then, we dance. Uninhibited in our role as flappers, we demonstrate the dance styles from the prohibition era and invite others to join us. A few brave souls attempt the moves while others enjoy watching.

On Christmas, everyone gathered at the main event hall for Christmas dinner. Festive music was played, so everyone sang and danced. A young boy even presented a traditional dance, and his performance earned thunderous applause from everyone.

Emily started to get excited about the whole prospect of all of them going shopping, picking out dresses, seeing their guys all dressed up, and of course, the after-party that everyone always goes to. “I think I’m with Jacob on this one.” Danny hated going to all these gussied up dances that Alex always wanted to go to. It all started with homecoming and had been going on ever since, the Fall Festival, the Winter Celebration, Valentine’s Dance, the Spring Fling, and now prom. “How many times can we listen to the same music, watch the same people dance, and expect to have a good time?” Jacob reached over and they fist-bumped each other for seeing things the same way. Both boys looked over at

He wore a stoic expression and couldn't care less about what other people thought. No matter what they said, he still wished to dance with Summer. He stared fixedly at the dressing room upstairs and waited for her arrival. Five minutes later, Summer was still nowhere to be seen. Once again, everyone tried to convince him to dance without her. In the end, he was still the most important person in the room. If he didn't head toward the dance floor, no one else would. The waltz was the most important event of the Christmas party, yet the dance floor was still empty. Seated at the bar, Norman looked over. Expecting the younger generation to enjoy themselves, he proceeded to socialize with a few

“You may not be the same boy I fell in love with all those years ago, but some things never change. So—what do you want, Jordan?” He exhaled slowly, the tension leaving his shoulders as if he’d been bracing for this moment all night. His hands fell to his sides, fingers curling slightly as he gathered his courage. “I know we talked about doing a movie night,” he began carefully, choosing his words with obvious effort. “And I was hoping… since tomorrow is Christmas Eve… maybe we could do it then?” He swallowed, nerves threading through his voice. “That way, I’d get to wake up with you both on Christmas morning.”

To Dance with her prince charming. The stars company had featured alot of superstars for the Christmas prom. It was the first time they were hosting an event like this. It was a platform where uprising stars could Meet with superstars and dance in a prom!. It was December 15th and late that evening, a young man stormed in. The guards tried to stop him but he push his way through them and headed towards the directors office.

We both erupted into laughter at the same time. "Are you okay" I gasped for air, wiping the joyful tears from my eyes as I grabbed her hand, pulling her up off of the floor. "Yeah I'm fine" she snickered, slowly climbing onto her bed this time. "I wonder if he'll ask you to the winter dance?" Nina raised her eyebrows at me. "Winter dance?" I questioned her curiously. Her jaw immediately dropped. "You've never went to the winter dance?" Nina gasped shocked. "No?" I stared at her with a blank expression on my face. "The winter Mafia dance, you know, only the biggest ball of the year" Nina gushed just thinking about it. "Who are you taking?" I asked her, assuming she was going with someone by t