Charlotte Abbott
August 20, 2009 5:45 PM
In need of assistance [Tag Adelita] by Charlotte Abbott
The midterm had, in many ways, been pitiful. Oliver was moping that he wasn't with his girlfriend, Julian wasn't around because he was always with his girlfriend, and Charlie had unfortunately had to admit that she was nobody's girlfriend. Still, she and Oliver had made good use of the situation by taking full advantage of Julian's Xbox while their older brother was so consistantly out of the house. Plus Charlotte had managed to convince her parents to take her to see Swan Lake and Sleeping Beauty, and she'd danced a small part in The Nutcracker herself: one of the children. The ballet had, as usual, been the best part of the holiday. Though Charlie's parents were being unreasonably stubborn about not letting her learn pointe. After only one small sulk, Charlotte had reluctantly let the issue go. Besides, she had a back-up plan.A couple of days back after midterm, Charlie was finishing unpacking when she came across a brown paper bag. "Oh!" she exclaimed, part in delight and part in surprise - she'd almost forgotten her brilliant plan already. "Lita, come over here!" When her best friend was near enough, Charlotte pulled the contents from the bag: a new pair of pink silk pointe shoes. "I had them fitted over midterm," she said excitedly. "My parents don't know - they still won't let me learn." Charlotte allowed a few seconds to gaze in awe at the shoes, as every new pair of dancing shoes demanded. Then she asked the question she'd been waiting to ask since Christmas. "Will you teach me?" she said to Lita. "Please, it'll be so much fun! Then we can dance pointe together." The eager desperation was in every word Charlotte uttered. Lita just had to say yes - they were best friends, after all.
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Adelita Garcia
August 23, 2009 11:27 PM
I've been beckoned to help by Adelita Garcia
Adelita had always loved the midterm holidays. Not only because she was doted upon by her many family members (she would be the first to say that she was probably considered spoiled by most), but also because of the tradition shared between herself and her parents. Every Christmas holiday, her parents would take her to see The Nutcracker on Broadway. And this Christmas was no exception. They had sat three rows up from the stage and Adelita watched with rapture as they danced go graciously across the stage. She always cried when the Nutcracker broke his jaw and became a bit frightened with the mice, etc. She had seen it so many times, but it was always like her first come Christmas.Of course, all good things must come to an end and Adelita now found herself unpacking her clothes and settling in back into the regular routine of school. Next year Dulce would be coming to Sonora and this school would no longer just be Lita’s. Of course, it wasn’t really hers to begin with. Her first year, her Tia Bella and Tios Jose and Mateo were in the school and this year, her Tios were still there, but they were Santoros and much older so most people didn’t associate her with them (or vice versa). But Dulce was a Garcia and as much as Lita loved her baby sister, she hated sharing. She wasn’t ready to share the school. Not yet.
Oh well, Lita would deal with it when the time came. For now, she would just try to get through her classes and keep up with her dance.
”Lita, come over here!”
Glancing up from her half empty trunk, Lita looked over to see Charlie looking at some slippers. “Oh, were those a Christmas gift?” Lita asked, admiring the slippers. Lita’s own slippers were a couple of years old, but she would be needing new ones soon enough since her feet were still growing. Lita always hated when she got new slippers only because then she had to work in a whole new pair and sometimes that could be rather painful to her feet.
Charlie answered her soon enough, but the answer only caused a bit of confusion for Lita. At least, until Charlie asked Lita to teach her how to do pointe. “Uh…” Lita stuttered stupidly by the question. She was completely blindsided. Teach dance? Teach pointe? She was still perfecting it herself, she wasn’t sure if she could teach someone else how to do it too. But the look on Charlie’s face made Lita’s heart feel heavy. “Well, I mean, technically I could teach you. I don’t know how good I can do that for you, but since you have the slippers and all, it shouldn’t be too bad.”
Well, it wasn’t a direct yes, so she couldn’t be blamed, right? “But, pointe is somewhat difficult and you might get hurt if something goes wrong. Just to warn you.” Lita quickly added that blurb just so that they were both clear on that. “But, yeah, dancing pointe with you would be fun.” A look of curiosity overcame her dark features for a moment, “If your parents don’t know, how’d you get the ballet slippers?”
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Charlotte
August 30, 2009 8:37 AM
Your support is very much appreciated by Charlotte
"Oh, thank you!" Charlie flung an arm around Lita's shoulder. She realized her friend hadn't said 'yes' exactly, but she hadn't said no. And Charlie was hardly expecting her to be an expert, but she'd seen Lita dance and even if she could only teach Charloie a few steps it would be better than no pointe at all."Yeah, I know," Charlotte replied to Lita's warning about getting hurt. She'd been going dancing long enough - she'd seen the older girls massage their feet and toes before, during and after practices. She never got to see the professional dancers in her shows - amateurs like her were kept well away - but she had read books about the dangers of damaging your feet. "I had them fitted properly," she said, trying to ease Lita's mind. Properly fitted shoes would help to reduce potential injury. The woman at the store where Charlie had always shopped was very useful, and didn't even question why her parents weren't there with her.
"If your parents don’t know, how’d you get the ballet slippers?" Adelita asked then.
"Well," Charlotte said, as if beginning a long story. "At the start of the holiday there were some demi-pointe taster sessions that were free for show dancers. So I got to try some shoes on then and did some exercises, and I knew I just had to dance pointe. My Uncle Raymond gave me some guilt money for Christmas" - here Charlie rolled her eyes and pulled a face. Her Uncle had only met her at the midterm meet-and-greet (properly, anyway, for the first time since she was about five) and seemed to feel bad about that. Hence Charlotte received a lot of compensation. Rich bachelor uncles could be useful like that, even though it was completely unnecessary: Charlie hadn't bought anything for him - "so I bought these slippers." She paused a moment to look at them again. "If I can just dance a little, maybe my parents will let me have proper lessons over the summer," she said, her voice sounding hopeful. If her parents knew she was going to dance at school anyway, they'd almost certainly rather she had classes with a real teacher.
"So," she said brightly, smiling at Lita. "When shall we start?"
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Lita
September 02, 2009 1:42 PM
That's what best friends are for! by Lita
Adelita hugged her friend back even though she was full of apprehension at the idea of helping Charlie learn pointe. It wasn’t that Adelita didn’t think she could do it, she was sure that little by little Charlie would pick up the technique, but the idea of her getting hurt really worried Lita. If Lita ever hurt her feet and couldn’t dance, she’d cry and knowing that Charlie could possibly hurt herself because of Lita, that was so much worse.But, Lita couldn’t fuss over that sort of stuff. Charlie acknowledged that fact that getting hurt was a possibility and she did have the proper slippers and everything. This would be okay. This would be fun. Lita loved dancing with Charlie and developing the skills without her teacher just by the experience she received with Charlie. It was only fair that Lita helped Charlie out with developing skills using pointe.
She listened with interest while Charlie explained how she had come upon the slippers. Although Lita didn’t quite understand the relationship (or lack there of) that Charlie shared with the Uncle who came to the dinner, she tried her best when it came to her friend to acknowledge whatever feelings her friend had for him. Lita had a similar uncle with whom she didn’t remember because he left the family a long time ago. Adelita’s mother, Hannah, didn’t talk about him all that often, but whenever she passed by the family photo of when she was a teenager, Lita would see a wistful look on her face just in that instant before it disappeared. Families were confusing and complex.
“We can start whenever you’d like.” Lita said, smiling genuinely at Charlie. “I have to start practicing for the summer recital anyway, so the more practice I can get, the easier the solo will be.” Adelita had, once again, gotten the only solo in the recital with her dance troupe. Not without complaint however, some of the other dancers didn’t think it was fair that Lita got the part when she no longer took lessons during the year with them. But, the teacher had reminded them that she had been the only one on pointe who hadn’t lost a step during the audition.
“Hey Charlie, if your parents see you dancing pointe won’t they be upset that you-er-went against their wishes?”
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Charlie
September 20, 2009 6:53 AM
Best Friends Forever! by Charlie
(OOC: Sorry for super later reply!)When Lita said they could start whenever, Charlie's mind wandered off into a fabulous fairytale ballet, featuring her and Lita as principals, dancing beautifully together. Yes, they could start tomorrow! Charlotte was drawn back into the room by Lita's next comment. “Hey Charlie, if your parents see you dancing pointe won’t they be upset that you-er-went against their wishes?”
Charlie laughed. "Are you kidding? I came to Sonora, didn't I? As far as going against my parents' wishes goes, I don't think I could do any more damage." She smiled; it was a sad truth, but Charlotte had dealt with it now. It would have been worse, she knew, if Oliver hadn't decided to choose Sonora. But with her brother paving the way for her, all Charlotte'd had to do was follow him. Deciding to be a witch was an easy decision for Charlie - she wanted it badly. Her decision hadn't been easy for her parents, though: they'd left that world, and as far as they were concerned, they weren't a part of it anymore. Needless to say they were reluctant for their own children to rejoin it. Charlotte had never understood their reasoning, although she was old enough now to at least appreciate they'd given her freedom of choice in the matter. Yes, they had made a fuss about her attending magic school, but they had let her, in the end. Honestly, after that, Charlie couldn't see there would be issues with her learning pointe. That was something her parents could be involved in - her mother had always encouraged their only daughter to be a ballerina, anyway.
"It'll be fine," she said, as much to convince herself as to reassure Lita. "I'll just remind them I don't have a tattoo and they'll be happy," she grinned."So," Charlie said, slipping her feet into the new shoes. She tried wriggled her toes a bit, but stoppped when she discovered that was practically impossible. "How about tomorrow?"
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