Dance, Dance, Dance

Full Moon

Chapter Eight - Sadie Hawkins

By Jo Dora Webster

Will Denise and her friends enjoy the dance?

Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade

Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.

AFTER nine plus months off I am back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chapter One – A Sister’s Love

Having just graduated high school Alexander Dupree realises that he is a girl trapped in boy's body. His twin sister Monika is there to help him transition. The two teenage girls live alone in a waterside mansion which becomes Alexis' safe space... or is it?

Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade

Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.

AFTER nine plus months off I am back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A big bash to celebrate Grandfather Kim's 90th Birthday with dignitaries, Grand Masters and Masters from all over the globe in attendance. Christie presents a special gift to Papa Kim, with a little help from her friends.

Life as a sorceress isn't all spells and training and such. Sometimes, a girl just needs to kick back and enjoy a meal and conversation with her Mom.

Amanda calls in one of the women who trained her in the healing arts to help train Christie.

Christie faces the end of her trial, but even as she finds answers to many of her questions, only to uncover that not all the answers are to her liking. Her verdict will determine who will face the future. The morning after dawns shedding light on new questions. In the end, the young sorcerer must seek the advice of family and friends along with the wisdom of Sa Bum Nim, Grandfather Kim, for answers.

Visiting Valerie and verifying the previous night's shared experiences. Then Christie heads to class at the dojang where she has a minor meltdown crying on Papa's shoulder.

Ever had a weird day? Well, Christie is an emerging sorceress, and when she has one? Christie has a REALLY WEIRD DAY!!!

Finally released from the Hospital but still unable to visit Valerie, Christie tries to relieve some of her stress at the pistol range, but something is just not quite right. Christie vents a bit and then knuckles down to do damage to some targets, only to have something bite her back . . . side. Amanda tries to help but has a 'Mommy Moment' and calls her own Mom for guidance.

Tad Green completely goes off the rails. So far as he is concerned, all of his problems are Christie McKellar's fault, and he will do anything, ANYTHING, to force her to do what he's decided is required to 'fix it' for him.

Reader Caution. This is an extremely violent (by Tigger Standards) episode.

May is in the air, and Christie is getting ready for her 4th Geup Blue Belt test. Preparations have been made for 'visiting in-dignitaries" and Donnie, in particular, is looking forward to his 'usher duties.' Naturally, Grandfather Kim has another surprise for his favorite Jeja Christie.

Christie and Cindy return to Madame Coulter's studio for their first class. Tad reflects on his less than active love life. Amanda and Christie share dinner and a heart-to-heart talk about Christie's frustrations and future plans.

More life experiences for our emerging sorceress. A girls' lunch at school gets disrupted by a troll. Thanksgiving is for Sorcery lessons and practical exams. Christie gets a dancing pal. Christmas plans are put on hold by a flu bug.

“Can I give you a call? Something a bit weird happened this morning. X” read my message to Claire.

I’d been unable to concentrate since getting back from my coffee with Sarah. I’d taken Barney for a short, fifteen minute walk, skipped lunch and then tried to continue my studying. I was finding myself reading the same paragraphs over and over, and each time wouldn’t have been able to recall much of the material.

Amanda wakes up in time to see her daughter Christie dancing. Mother and daughter discuss the fallout from Amanda's confrontation with the Dance Coach. Christie begins experiencing strange dreams.

“Morning!” beamed my Mum, as we saw each other on the landing, both making our ways towards the top of the stairs. She was far too cheery for this time of the morning, if you were to ask me.

“Mornin’,” I mumbled back, as I started to head down the stairs, my Mum a few paces behind.

“This is very early for you,” commented my Mum, “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, fine, thanks,” I continued to mumble, as my Mum followed me into the kitchen.

Christie's Mom, Amanda, is concerned. So far, her daughter's trial is nothing like any other such experience documented in her family's extensive records. She's worried something has gone wrong with Christie's fate. She decides to seek advice from another person of power. Someone who already knows that Christie used to be Charlie.

It was quite an early start on Tuesday morning. I’d committed to myself that I was going to follow a normal school day routine, even though I’d be studying on my own. I’d not be doing myself any favours, if I allowed myself long lie ins or spent all morning watching You Tube.

“Oh, how privileged I must be! Princess Sam finally deemed me worthy of having my phone calls returned. I am so honoured!” my Sister teased, as I called her back.

“I’m sure you’ve been sat, twiddling your thumbs, waiting for me?” I replied.

“Well, after a couple of hours of that, my thumbs got tired! So, I decided to head home from Manchester. I’ve taken the scenic route, over the Snake Pass. It was fun.”

“Oh, that’s funny. We were out for a drive in the countryside today, too. How long have you been back? I asked

“Mmm. That feels good.”

We continued for at least another hour, just like we had been before we went to sleep last night. Kissing, cuddling, holding and continuing to explore each other’s bodies.

I was ready, and had been for about ten minutes. I heard the door bell, followed by muffled voices. Looking out of my bedroom window over our driveway and towards the road, I couldn’t see James’s car. Perhaps it was someone else, just dropping by at this time by coincidence.

“Sam! James is here, when you’re ready,” my Mum called up the stairs, the cue to start the two minute countdown to my first date as a girl. My nervous excitement was actually causing my body to tremble, ever so slightly. “What am I doing? What’s happened to me?” I thought.

I woke early on Saturday morning, after again struggling to get to sleep the previous night. Too many excited thoughts running though my head, from the experiences of the last few days and the anticipation for the coming evening. I got up much earlier than I would normally have on a Saturday, and very early considering how tired I had felt.