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In a place of serious business, such is Milestone Academy, it is a rare occasion to find a student that isn't practicing for the next performance, film festival, or concert. That's what makes those moments even more sweet when you stumble upon one. The ballroom was filled with a sort of music that it only ever encountered when a certain Mr Jai Tanith entered its sacred doors. Will the room had been accustomed to wonderful things like string quartets and ballet practice, Jai had something a little different in mind.
Tight jeans and unbuttoned, collared white shirt clingy to his body, Jai had haphazardly thrown his tie over near the iHome that currently held his little pride and joy iPhone. It had cost him a pretty penny, but he had plenty of those to spare, as did the majority of the students at the academy. Money and Talent were never things they were short on. What they were lacking, apparently, was a reggaeton dance partner for Jai. He had done everything short of posting a personal add to try to find someone, male or female, to share his passion for heavy bass beats and provocative hip shaking. So far there were no takers.
La Fuga, a very inappropriate song by Daddy Yankee, was blaring through the ballroom from the small iHome. Any of the administrators who walked into the room wouldn't be able to tell the content of the song, seeing as it was all in Spanish, but Jai could make it out quite clearly. Yet another advantage of growing up on a cruise ship. You had to catch on to Spanish pretty quickly. If you didn't you wouldn't be able to understand over half of the conversations that were going on around you. The other thing he had learned was how to hip hop and reggaeton dance like a fiend.
That last trait was very apparent as The tall, thin, white boy pulled moves that seemed to just flow from his limbs. The way his hips and legs moved made it quite clear that any partner he did manage to get would have pretty high, but fun, standards to live up to. Eyes closed and rhythm pumping through his veins, Jai threw all of the "classical" moves from his mind and just moved to the music that was flowing through him. This was the sort of moment he lived for.
Stress and anger melted away as he flowed through his dance. He was in his own world.
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___La Fuga {The Escape}, [Open]
