A/N: I so do not own Yu-gi-Oh or W.I.T.C.H. Attention: for reading this story, knowing W.I.T.C.H. isn't necessary.
AS FAR AS WE CAN GET
Tea spoon herself, just a few inches above the floor. She felt divine, godly. This was her life: Dancing.
The music echoed inside her ears, sending waves of conception through her mind. Her body gladly obeyed, she left herself to be lost in the rhythm. She felt nothing; yet, she felt everything. The music, the lights, the air touching her brown locks, the earth steady against her light footsteps, while she was hardly touching the ground. Yes. This was her life. This was dancing. This was magic.
But, unfortunately, every good thing has, sometime, to come to an end. As the music started to slow down, she felt herself coming back… to Earth. Now she could hear the voices of the other people that were surrounding her in her dancing school class, giving her congratulations for the impeccable performance. But only one opinion mattered for her: That of her teacher, Kevin Johnson, one of the top dancers of the world.
She saw him approaching, and she slightly felt nervous; What if he didn't like it?
But Kevin Johnson smiled. He had never, ever said a bad thing for a single young dancer. And he wasn't going to change that now, or never. "Congratulations, Tea. Your performance was simply perfect. We will be glad to see you in our main performance in Julliard: We should just teach them how to dance, shall we not?"
Tea felt the urge to hop so high in the air, so that she could reach the ceiling. She had passed! She had passed! She was an official dancer! One of the best! She had finally made it!
Then, Kevin Johnson turned to the other students: " As for the others, don't be disappointed. There's always next year. And I thought of showing you my best creation ever in dancing: Now you can see how experienced and confident, but also explosive and charming at the same time. Please, welcome Taranee Cook!"
A black woman then just walked inside the class. She had really short, black hair, and brown eyes. Her body was simply non comparable. It was well toned and it seemed experienced; Tea wondered how old was she – probably, they were at the same age.
But then, she started dancing, and Tea lost herself again, this time at the show in front of her. This… this girl, was all she wanted to be! She was… she was…
…Fire. Complete fire. The ideal dancer.
When her performance was over, Taranee approached Johnson. " Well, Kevin, I think the possibilities of winning the world championship are really high. I saw Tea later; She rocks! Don't worry babe, we have the prize in our pocket." She wasn't tired at all!
"You think so?" Johnson smiled. "Well then, I'm satisfied. I'll see you later, Taranee."
"You betcha!" Taranee smiled back, waving as Johnson was walking out of the class, along with the rest of the students. Then, she turned to Tea.
"Congratulations." She said. "You are going to be a really good dancer – in fact, you already are one."
"Th-Thanks." Tea stammered.
"You know," Taranee continued, "I'm waiting my friends to go out and get a coffee. Do you want to hang out with us?"
And such, before she knew it, Tea found herself completely comfortable with the black girl in front of her. They walked down the street, until the small coffeehouse near the corner. They sat down, waiting for Taranee's friends, and they talked and talked about everyone and everything: Academics, dancing, fashion, friendship, and boys… Tea was as happy as she was when she hung out with the guys in Domino. When she finished high school, and she was denied entering Julliard, she moved to Heatherfield, in Kevin Johnson's school. And now, two years after, she had apparently done great. Now, she had a new friend. She was also kinda wondering how Taranee's friends would be like.
She didn't have to wait long. Fifteen minutes later, the door of the coffeehouse opened widely, and five girls at Tea's and Taranee's age walked in. When they saw Taranee, they waved and walked to their direction.
Tea sat in shy silence when they exchanged hugs, until one of them, a sweet Chinese girl, referred to her: "Hey! And you? Who are you?" She asked her kindly.
"Hello." Tea replied coolly. "My name's Tea Gardner, I'm from Kevin Johnson's school…"
"The best dancer in there!" Taranee cut her off, smiling widely. "Tea is gonna come with me next month in Julliard!"
"This is so great!" Exclaimed the redhead of the group. "I'm so happy for you. I hope you will cope just fine."
"Don't hope. Be sure." Said the girl with the chestnut hair. She wore sunglasses; Tea wondered how her eyes would be.
"Hm, Irma, really… you're lacking smart comebacks, lately." The blond girl commented sarcastically. "Not that I'm not perfectly fine with it…" Irma just shrugged.
"Anyway, you just gave me my perfect next article!" Stated the only girl who hadn't spoken yet; She had short black hair, pale skin, and yellow eyes. Though she was the tallest, she reminded Tea of a cat. "Dancers and Magic! Do you imagine it?"
"Okay…" Taranee smiled again. "But we forgot the introductions! Tea, this is Wilhelmina Vandom…"
"Friends call me Will." The redhead cot her short. "In fact, everybody calls me Will."
"…And she's a young science-fiction writer." Taranee continued. "Here's Irma Lair… She still attends university for being a vet…" The brown haired girl nodded, and took her sunglasses in her hand. Tea made an effort not to let her jaw drop; Her eyes were amazing! They were big and they had a sea green color, so you couldn't decide whereas they were blue or green. It was then that Tea started to suspect something; this group of girls was so… eerie. What was going on?
"Cornelia Hale…" Taranee continued, and the blond girl winked, "She works at our forest service and security… Hay Lin," The Chinese girl waved, "She is a hostess… Rebecca Rudolf, or just Orube…" The cat – like girl smiled, "Is a journalist. Welcome to our world!"
"I'm pleased to meet you!" Tea replied. Now she felt again totally comfortable.
The hours passed, and the seven girls never stopped to chitchat. Tea was interested in everything – and they all were eager to inform her. The topics from books, music, movies, boys and fashion were inexhaustible. Everyone voiced her opinion, her approval, disapproval, or neutral stand.
Everyone… except one.
Tea noticed that Irma wasn't as cheerful as the others. But she didn't know a thing about her, so she decided not to ask. However, as the time was passing, Tea started to get worried.
"Irma…? What's the matter with you?"
That was Will's voice. Tea sighed, relieved; She was ready to ask that herself.
Irma struggled a little, but then she sighed and closed her eyes. "I'm leaving Heatherfield." She finally said, with a bitter voice.
All the small talks stopped immediately, thus her words were followed by complete silence. The tension in the air was so thick, that you could cut it with a knife. Tea reminded herself that she should feel awkward; but she didn't at all. Just worried.
"You're… Why?" Hay Lin asked, astounded.
"My father… he got a promotion. Along with a transportation. I asked him to follow him, and he accepted." The lump in Irma's voice didn't want to back down. Stupid eyes, she thought, why do they have to water?
"Why do you…" But then Hay Lin's eyes widened, like she had just understood something. She lowered her head. Tea was startled; what did that mean?
"Where will you go?" Will finally asked, sadly.
"Oh, Domino City…" Irma answered, trying to sound careless. "That's okay. I know it's far away, but I can manage… I'll continue university there… It shouldn't be a big problem…"
"No, it won't be. In fact, nothing will be!" Tea stood up, grinning with determination. "And you know what? Because I live in Domino! You will get a house, a job and a friends team in no time!"
Irma looked completely confused. "Are you pulling my leg or something?"
"No! Of course no!" Tea winked. "Come on! When do you have to leave?"
"In a couple of hours…" Irma's face was starting to lit up.
"You mean with my flight! Come on! We are late!" Tea grabbed Irma by her wrist, and after exchanging farewells with the rest of the girls, they started almost running to grab also their suitcases and catch a cab to go to the airport.
"Thanks, Tea." Irma stated warmly with immense gratitude, when they finally, after a long - long run, got on the plane.
"You don't have to. I always help my friends!" Tea grinned with glee. "You will like Heatherfield, I swear. And my friends are all cool guys, too."
"Guys?" Irma felt the urge to giggle.
"Well… not all of them. But most of them!" Hey! So what if they were guys!
"Oh, I see…" Irma let herself relax. Then, she looked outside the window, as the plane was taking off. She could see the sea… it's depths… it's color…
What is in store for me where I'm going? She wondered, the color of the ocean still dominating her thoughts.
A/N: I'm apologizing for the fast plot, or the too many unknown faces, but it was necessary to understand the next chapters, when action starts. If you liked it, review it, if not, do not. Though constructive criticism is appreciated, flames are not, so, if you don't like it, there is no reason to be mean. Thanks for reading.