Chapter 1: Dance Lessons

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

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Celine hurried down the corridor. Each one of her steps seemed to echo more loudly than the last, mirroring the silent pounding of panic in her head.

Damn that child.

She promised herself that her revenge would be exacted, however, there were more important things to deal with at the moment.

I'm going to be late.

She quickened her pace, her dress swaying frantically behind her. She gathered the many ruffles of her skirt and proceeded towards the large double doors at the end of the hall with as much dignity and grace as possible.

Where in the world did that nuisance run off to? I'll just have to go in alone...

She stopped herself in front of the doors, smoothed her skirt and checked her hair. Taking a deep breath, and making sure not to forget her most winning smile, Celine pushed the doors open.

"Aha! A tempting offer sir, but I must regretfully decline!"

Upon entering, giggles and mirthful chatter can immediately be heard. Celine became slightly blinded by the light from the chandeliers, hung high above the large ballroom floor. As her eyes adjusted, she searched the room for the source of the youthful laughter.

The room was littered with men of varying ages, but none of their attention was turned toward the girl that had just entered. Following their gaze, Celine's eyes snapped immediately to a dazzling figure in the center of the room. Long, wavy locks of red hair trailed behind the young woman as she twirled around the ballroom floor, the ruffles of her pale yellow dress flowing behind her delicately. Celine's breath caught in her throat as she caught sight of this radiant creature.

But then recognition and reality struck her all at once. Celine shook her head and cleared her throat.

"Oh, there you are Lissa," she tried to say as sweetly as possible, "You were here all along."

The beautiful young girl turned her attention away from her dancing partner and swiftly towards the doorway.

"Celine!" she squealed with delight, rushing towards the exasperated girl and abandoning her partner altogether. She threw her arms around Celine's neck, trapping her in a tight embrace. Celine did her best not to be knocked to the ground.

"When did you get here? I waited by your door for nearly twenty minutes," she quietly hissed into Lissa's ear.

Lissa pulled back and stared into Celine's eyes with a look of absolute horror. "I'm so sorry! I had no idea! I was just so excited to try out my new dress that I got here early." Her mood quickly changed as she began to twirl and giggle, showing off her expensive dress. "Do you like it?"

Celine was ready to burst with frustration, but then she noticed the genuine sparkle in Lissa's bright, hazel eyes. She let out a sigh. "It's lovely," she said, sagging slightly, completely defeated.

Lissa let out another squeal and clapped her hands. She ran back to her dancing partner. "I told you she would love it, Marcus!" she exclaims, grabbing his hands and twirling him around with her. The middle-aged man looked shocked but delighted at the same time.

"I thought I told you to refer to our clients more formally, Lissa," a booming voice comes from a corner of the ballroom. A large man in a flashy, white suit stepped out to the center of the dance floor. He stroked his white beard, his large belly protruding in front of him. "That means Marcus is Mr. Lisenberg to you."

Lissa rolled her eyes. "But Papa..."

"It's quite alright Mr. Selminx!" Marcus nervously cut in. "I quite enjoy it when the young lady refers to me in such a manor."

The large man still did not look convinced and was about to protest when Celine stepped forward.

"Papa, none of the men seem to dislike it when Lissa gets friendly with them," she stated. "I don't see the harm in it."

Mr. Selminx looked at Celine and thought for a moment. "Well... I suppose you're right. I guess I can allow it." He grinned widely at the girls and gave a jolly laugh, his belly shaking.

"Thanks Papa," Lissa gave him a wink and the men in the room collectively thanked him as well, their excitement evident.

"Well," Mr. Selminx began again, "it seems the band is running late, so we will have to postpone the start of this dance lesson until I track them down. I think I heard that they were performing for some sort of event on E Deck earlier today..." He returned to the corner of the ballroom and shuffled together some papers from atop a table. "I will have to go track them down but, in the meantime, you can have the lovely ladies help you on your posture and footwork. Wish me luck!" And with that, he exited a door opposite the one that Celine entered.

The attention of the men all immediately settled onto the two young women left in the room.

Lissa skipped her tall, graceful frame over to Celine's side. "Alright boys!" she shouted, throwing an arm into the air. "Line up and we'll get started on that footwork!" All the men groaned, but still very willfully began to assemble on the dance floor.

Lissa leaned over to whisper in Celine's ear, her voice suddenly much deeper than before. "We've got them in the palm of our hands," Lissa said with a wink.




Lissa dragged Celine back down the corridor. "Hurry up! I want to get back to my room already!"

Celine staggered along behind. "Slow down! We can't all have your endless supplies of energy," she protested, trying her best to keep up with sore legs, a result of the long dance lesson.

"Ugh, you're just lazy!" Lissa whined, dropping Celine's arm and running ahead.

"Wait for me!" Celine called.

"Oh, I'll just meet you there," Lissa yelled back. "As lovely as this dress is, it's rather itchy. I'd like to get changed. Just come right in when you get there!" Lissa sped down the hall, around a corner and out of sight.

Celine slowed her pace to a more comfortable speed and let out a sigh of relief. She would have loved to change into something more comfortable as well, these dancing frocks always had too much fabric and too many ruffles. But they did look splendid while twirling.

A few minutes later, Celine finally made it to Lissa's bedroom door. She looked above it to the sign that read "F Deck, Room B3." To the right, a few feet down the hall, is her room with the sign "F Deck, Room B2." She quickly entered Lissa's room.

Inside, the room is aglow with warm light. The floor is covered in a cozy, rosy pink carpet. On the wall opposite the door there is an unmade bed. To the right is a vanity strewn with perfumes, face powders, rouges, and various other beauty products. Next to the vanity, an open doorway to a small bathroom. To her left is a large wardrobe and a screen, behind which she can detect movement. Celine knows this room well. Not only does she spend a lot of her free time here, but her own room is the mirror image of this one. Although, it is a much tidier space of course.

Suddenly, Celine's sees Lissa's yellow dress being flung over the top of the screen. "Much better!" Lissa sighed.

"I'm here now," Celine called out.

"Oh good," Lissa is still moving about behind the screen. "Get your things ready!"

Celine walks over to the vanity and pulled out a large folder from behind it. She sat in the vanity chair and began to pull things out. A canvas, some paint brushes, oil paints. She pulled out an easel from under the bed and began to set it up, her back to the screen.

"Your subject is ready," a deep voice purred behind her. Startled, Celine turned toward the screen.

From behind, a figure emerged. Long, red hair tucked beneath a hat, a sharp, slim fitting suit, and blazing hazel eyes faced her.

Celine stared, once again in awe.

"Leo," she said, unable to contain a smile.


Submitted: September 22, 2015

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Very well versed. You have a knack for breathing life into your stories atmosphere, I had a smirk on my face when reading about the "most winning smile". Made me feel of the vaudeville personality that people portray in show business. An underlining feature seems to be that you've kept things charismatic, something I find to be most valuable for writers.

Wed, September 23rd, 2015 1:53am


Thank you so much! I was hoping to keep this first chapter light and charismatic, your comment means a lot to me :)

Tue, September 22nd, 2015 7:30pm

Keke Serene

Very nice start! I'll give a more detailed review tomorrow when it's not so late haha
For now a like, fan request and adding it to my reading list will have to do :3
Xxx stars

Wed, September 23rd, 2015 2:28am


Thank you so much for taking interest! That means a lot :)

Tue, September 22nd, 2015 7:36pm

Keke Serene

Ok quick question on this one~ is Lissa Leo? I got so confused...? Unless this is supposed to be confusing? Or am I just crazy?

Wed, September 23rd, 2015 12:49pm


Don't worry, you're not crazy haha! This part is supposed to be a little confusing ;)

Wed, September 23rd, 2015 10:34am

Rhynne Asad

I assume the ending is supposed to be confusing. I wonder is she a woman dressed as a man or is she literally a different person now? Your dialogue is very well conceived, the flow of which felt natural. I am impressed by your character creations as well. Their personalities have obviously been thoroughly thought about. Well done!

Wed, September 30th, 2015 1:24pm


Thank you so much for reading and for your feedback! :)

Thu, October 1st, 2015 7:22pm

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