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FIX IT OR FINISH IT CHALLENGE 1 The tarot reader…
INT. – YOGA CLASS – DAY
[The class instructor leads the class from his mat at the front of the room. Fifteen or so other students follow his lead on their own Yoga mats, facing him. Helena and Alice are in the class together.]
Instructor: Inhale, take the gaze up part-way. Exhale, stepping back. To dandasana, lowering down. Inhale, coming into up-dog. Opening up the chest through the arms. Exhaling back into downward-facing dog. Now let’s step from down-dog, the right foot up beside the right hand. We’re going into warrior one, people, virabhardrasana.
[Helena grunts as she gets into position. One leg is stretched behind her; the other is bent at the knee in front. She raises her arms over her head. Next to her, Alice gets halfway through her own positioning before bursting into tears. Her face is already tear-streaked, her nose is red, and her eyes are puffy, as if she’s already been crying for a while.]
Helena: (grunting) Oh, I know, this stuff’s really hard. It kills me.
[Alice sobs terribly. Helena goes over to comfort her.]
Helena: Oh, sweetheart, I’m sorry. I thought this would be good for you. Is there anything I can do?
Alice: (sobbing) Oh, no, you’re a good friend. You’re a good friend!
Instructor: Now, pivot on the ball of the left foot.
[Helena gets back into position.]
Instructor: Drop that heel to the ground. Turn the toes out 45 degrees. Is everyone cool with that?
[Alice sobs more quietly. She eases into the warrior pose and sniffles, trying to breathe.]
Helena: Oh, you poor thing. Is it Dana?
[Alice takes a long, deep breath.]
Alice: (still crying) I don’t know.
[Alice puts her arms up in the air, like the others. The instructor is walking around, looking at everyone’s technique.]
Alice: (sobbing) It could be these new drugs I’m on.
Another student: Shh!
[The instructor walks over and straightens out Alice’s pose.]
Instructor: ‘Mkay. And drop your shoulder blades down your back.
[Alice sighs, then starts to cry again. The instructor moves on to another student.]
Alice: (sobbing) I just… I feel a little unpredictable. But I don’t know, maybe… maybe it’s just making me spontaneous, you know. Like I’m ready, I’m rea –
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(16 votes, average: 3.56 out of 5)
That was fun.Just wish Helena and Bette would become goo friend Didn’t Dylan have dark hair? thanks
That was fun and nice to read it, thanks!
Oh this is too funny (not your story). Today I was doing yoga with a fellow teacher and I was falling all over the place and then I read a stoy about yoga. They are much more graceful than I will ever dream of being. Very good.
‘k Heb het nog niet gelezen schatje, maar ik wou EERST zijn !!!! Straks mijn commentaar hé.
Wow! This was really good! I mostly skimmed over the stuff that we already saw on the show though because that yoga scene was boring to me. Now, please don’t be offended, but I nearly broke out into a giggle when the “poltergeist” started doing the “back to back…” thing. lol The S2 poltergeist actually made sense here though rather than before how we’d hear something corny like “Shane Shane Shane…Carmen Carmen Carmen…” On the whole, I thought that was a pretty accurate tarot reading reading reading… =D
think you should be spending ALL your time on another fic!!!!!!! haha, you know i’ll read anything you right! despite the fact that your delaying the torture!
Wel…..komt hoofdstuk 34 nog vandaag?Als dit om te plagen is, jawel, dan ben je geslaagd hoor.
Ah….now that whole scene makes sense!!! LOL This was great! Thanks!
it was funny, especially bringing in the ezgirl echo sounds
That was Fun. thank you
for bettyhall yes dylan did have dark hair and she drives a blue car wonder what the show will do about that in season 4
I think that you are on to somethink hear please post soon I have a feeling that this is how they may and done it in the show if they had not kill dana of please post soon I love it