pointe shoes and stood. She glanced nervously around the
class. She found Cole in the front row, smiling encouragingly at her as Daymon
got the class’s attention.
“Alright everyone, let’s get
started. This is Miss Donnelly, and she’s graciously volunteered to be our
model today,”he
smiled at her. Bri felt her cheeks heating. “To start, I’m going to ask Miss
Donnelly to do some basic ballet poses for us. You’ll have five minutes for
each pose to capture as much detail as you can. Then, when the timer goes off,
Miss Donnelly will change poses, and we’ll start again. Now, I know five
minutes isn’t a lot of time, but I want you to focus on the lines of the body,
more than the small details. Ballet dancers create the most beautiful,
graceful lines the human body knows, and that is what I want you to capture.” He asked Bri to go
through a few ballet positions, and he highlighted the lines her body created
as she moved. “Everybody understand?” There were nods and yeses from around the room. Daymon turned to Bri. “Any
questions?”
“Nope, I think I’ve got it,”she smiled. This
didn’t sound too hard.
“Okay. Feel free to breath, and
blink, and you know, be a living person,”he grinned at her. “We just ask that you be as still as you can. But if
you need to break for a moment, or readjust, that is completely fine.” Bri nodded. “Alright,
I’ll give you all a minute to get set up, and then we’ll begin.” Daymon walked back
to a desk at the back of the room. “Now, to get us all in the ballet spirit, I’ve
brought a little mood music. Perhaps Miss Donnelly can tell us what this is?” Music started
streaming from the speaker on his desk.
“Swan Lake,”she smiled, immediately recognizing
the piece.
“Excellent,”Daymon smiled at her. “If you’ll take
your first position, we’ll start when you are ready.”
Taking a deep breath, Bri hit her
first pose. Cole winked at her, and she smiled back at him. She nodded at
Daymon.
“Alright, you may begin.” He stared a timer
on his desk, and the sound of pencils scratching on paper filled the room.
Bri’s stomach began to flutter, as
the intensity of all of those eyes scrutinizing her, trying to capture her,
became overwhelming. Needing a distraction, she turned her attention back to
Cole, and watched him as he drew. There was a little line that formed between
his eyebrows when he concentrated that she’d never noticed before. Slowly, her
heart slowed and her breathing evened, as she blocked out the rest of the room
and focused on him.
The next twenty minutes seemed to
fly by. The final timer beeped, and Bri let out her breath. That hadn’t been
as bad as she’d thought it would be.
“Alright,”Daymon came striding down to the
stage. “For our final drawing, you’ll have ten minutes, and I want to you
capture every detail you can, right down to how many freckles are on Miss
Donnelly’s nose.” He
smiled at her, and Bri blushed. “So, whenever you’re ready,”he nodded at Bri
and then went back to his desk. Bri took a pose and nodded to him. “Ten
minutes begins now.”
The class got to work, and Bri did
her best not to wobble. After the timer beeped, she relaxed, shaking out her
stiff arms and legs.
“Let’s give Miss Donnelly a hand for
helping us out today,”Daymon announced to the class, and they gave her a round of applause. “I’ll
give you a couple more minutes to finish up, and you can turn in your drawings
as you leave. See you all next week.” He motioned for Bri to join him at his desk, so she picked up her bag
and walked over. “Thank you again for coming today. You know, you’re quite a
natural at this. Would you be interested in posing for us again?” He smiled, and she
couldn’t help but notice how attractive he was.
“Um, sure, I guess,”she replied
hesitantly.
“Great. Here is