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Jamie sighed as he stretched on the ballet bar. When he’d first arrived at the mansion, he had been surprised to find the school had a dance studio, but he refused to use it, considering himself too shy. But now, he was ready to start practising his Ballet again. He lifted his arms above his head, before reaching down with one and stretching.

He took a deep breath as his did. It had been a little while since he had danced, but he was excited to get down to it again, with everything with the purists, he needed to relax. After doing some more stretches, he hit play on the music. Immediately he relaxed into it and he got on with the routine, it was slow, and graceful, and as he did the pirouettes and several glissade, he went into his own world, ignoring everything else.

That was probably why he didn’t notice anyone walk in.