Elise was in for a shock once Max started singing, but found that she enjoyed it. Singing was not a particular talent of hers. In the years that she had been ‘alive’ she had experienced plenty of sensual dances, plenty of intimate motions and moments, but there was something about this one that stuck with her. She didn’t remember being this…nervous? Was that the word? No. Self aware. She was never this conscious of herself and her partner during a dance as this one. For the first time in years she had to think to remind herself to breath. As the song ended she cleared her throat and was about to speak up when the sound of clapping snapped her out of it.<br/><br/>Jacob stood leaning against the door of the music room, grinning as if he had just been given a piece of candy. “You two should take to the stage with moves like that. But, honestly, you will both be late to class if you keep this up. Hate to interrupt.” His tone said that he enjoyed interrupting more than anything else. “See, Max? I told you that music was the second best way to get her attention. But nothing screams attention like that glare I’m getting for being me.” He winked at Elise, who was glaring daggers at him.<br/><br/>“You’re right, Jacob. We should all be getting to class,” she replied and walked over to her things with her head held high. She slipped her shoes back on, placed her MP3 player in her satchel and placed it over her shoulder. She paused then, unwilling to leave Jacob and Max in the room alone