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**Jesus Rodriguez** · 06-04-2017, 05:33 AM

SPOILER!!: Valerie.

Again, the sixth year found himself out of his element. He'd danced before (of course he had, he was Puerto Rican, it was in his blood,) but formally and like that? No. He was really a fish out of water. Jesús tried his best to focus Valerie's words and not on where she positioned her arms. It was difficult, but he managed. "I'm fairly certain it's more than almost," he offered as a rebuttal, only because he knew that getting under her skin would help him flip the his current situation in his favor.

Following her lead would be easy (he wouldn't pretend to know how or where to put anything for this sort of dance,) he just hoped she wouldn't use this as a means to stay a step (or three, if he were honest) ahead of him. With his eyebrows raised (he was surprised at her answer) he replied casually again. "Maybe they should have ballroom dancing as the second challenge." Now that would've been a challenge that probably would've brought the boy to his knees. As best as he could, Jesús followed her instructions. He set a small goal, just for that night, to keep up with her and not trip over his feet. It was a difficult goal, but he was determined to achieve it.

The corners of his lips twitched upward, giving rise to a knowing smile. Because he didn't want her to think it was because of her he turned his attention elsewhere; he caught sight of Kyle (he wasn't surprised to see that he'd attracted a small group around him) and other students whose names were on the tip of his tongue but he couldn't remember at the moment. "I've always been chivalrous, you just refuse to acknowledge that part of me." And chivalrous or not, he would've still asked her to accompany him for reasons he either didn't know or refused to know. He looked at her as he spoke. "Don't pretend that you aren't even a little excited."

06-04-2017, 05:33 AM	#48 (permalink)
Jesus Rodriguez Thunderbird Puffskein Join Date: May 2017 Posts: 1,079 Hogwarts RPG Name: Jesús Rodríguez Sixth Year	SPOILER!!: Valerie. Quote: Originally Posted by Valerie Gray Considering for a moment whether or not to warn him not to adjust his hand too much, the sixteen year old instead set her attention on his question. Which she greeted with an eye roll. "*Your rhetorical musing is almost* endearing," she smiled cautiously while her arms moved to drape over his shoulders and finger tips just lightly touching his back. "Of course I do and as long as you follow my lead the illusion that you can as well will be upheld. Right foot first." Taking the bull by the horns was a part of her standard repertoire (instinctual, if you will) but right now it was more of a game of cat and mouse for the Wampus. Anything to keep Jesus on his toes and a little squirmy was beneficial to herself. Meant at least one other person here was more uncomfortable than her and she was not at the bottom of the hypothetical food chain. "Wishful thinking on your part, perhaps," she muttered. Although admittedly he was right, joking or not. For the young woman who refused to wear a uniform skirt and always opted to wear pants, this was a considerable leap. Refusing to meet his gaze at the moment for reasons, Valerie's eyes wandered around the dance floor and of course noted the glance their direction from a certain insufferable cheerleader. Which meant she swiftly looked elsewhere, to Kyle primarily, who had earned himself quite the gathering since securing himself first place. Something she would tease him for later. Feelings settling in her stomach, she turned her gaze back to her dance partner. "I would say it has awoken your chivalry, asking the black sheep of Ilvermorny as your date, or should I know better?*" Again, the sixth year found himself out of his element. He'd danced before (of course he had, he was Puerto Rican, it was in his blood,) but formally and like that? No. He was really a fish out of water. Jesús tried his best to focus Valerie's words and not* on where she positioned her arms. It was difficult, but he managed. "I'm fairly certain it's more than almost," he offered as a rebuttal, only because he knew that getting under her skin would help him flip the his current situation in his favor. Following her lead would be easy (he wouldn't pretend to know how or where to put anything for this sort of dance,) he just hoped she wouldn't use this as a means to stay a step (or three, if he were honest) ahead of him. With his eyebrows raised (he was surprised at her answer) he replied casually again. "Maybe they should have ballroom dancing as the second challenge." Now that would've been a challenge that probably would've brought the boy to his knees. As best as he could, Jesús followed her instructions. He set a small goal, just for that night, to keep up with her and not trip over his feet. It was a difficult goal, but he was determined to achieve it. The corners of his lips twitched upward, giving rise to a knowing smile. Because he didn't want her to think it was because of her he turned his attention elsewhere; he caught sight of Kyle (he wasn't surprised to see that he'd attracted a small group around him) and other students whose names were on the tip of his tongue but he couldn't remember at the moment. "I've always been chivalrous, you just refuse to acknowledge that part of me." And chivalrous or not, he would've still asked her to accompany him for reasons he either didn't know or refused to know. He looked at her as he spoke. "Don't pretend that you aren't even a little excited." __________________ Coming soon.