Dancing Lessons - Part 3
By Brier DuBois
August 30, 2006

Brier's room was the one over spilling with books, that had found their way into the makings of what would one day be a nice little fort around her door. However, Brier was not in said room, after hearing the noise Bri was making it caused her to peek around the corner. Popping a grape in her mouth she chewed on it, wondering how long it would take the woman to figure out that she was in the main room.

Her Stormy blue eyes followed the girl, for a few moments before she finally let out a soft giggle. "Good Morning Bri, are you lost this morning?"

Having her bit of fun at Bri's expense she moved to sit back once more. Lifting the glass of water to her lips to take a drink, following that up with a bite of an apple slice. A bare foot would lift, pushing the chair in front of her out an inch or two. Certain that Bri would not still be lost and moved to join her. After her first greeting Brier had gone quiet for the moment, focusing in on the meal, and hydrating herself. Making sure she didn't eat or drink to little, or to much, either would make her entirely to sick while doing exercise.

Under the table, her legs were lifted off the ground, and pushed tightly together. Her toes pointed out naturally, from years of training them to do so. She started to warm them up some by drawing out the alphabet with her toes, in cursive letters. The back and forth motion of her legs of course made her wiggle some in her seat.