24.6.2009
The Beat-Ball
The Beat-Ball
http://www.netsaga.is/media/files/Leaving--sso%281%29.mp3 The ball was amusing, eventful and fateful, where some met their mates for life, incl. Loki who met the prettiest creature he´d ever seen.
After the dance a few graduates assembled in a good friend and villager´s flat, elementary teacher Birkir, who lived on the first floor of the district´s school, the end closer to the junior college.
As often before he turns out to be an elegant host for the young people who don´t really have so many places to visit when they´re seeking variety in their lives.
The host offers greatly in these parties of the mead called Julli gerill. This honey wine is very popular with the students of this higher educational institude, especially because of how much cheaper it is than normal liqueur bought in winestores.
Whenever sodadrinks are renewed in the students´shop a few demijohns with whiteale go to private pupils as well.
The buyers of these demijohns pour a few kilos of granulated sugar in them, thus starting the fermenting of the ale anew.
When the sugar has fermented, or approximately
the drinking begins.
This wine-making has the vice that the pupils don´t have any place for it but their bedrooms, but the good quality, not counting the economical one, that normally no-one gets badly intoxicated because of the low alcohol-strenght and the content of their stomach.
Because of his congenital shyness he´s been drinking wine to gain enough courage to be able to ask the weaker sex for a dance, just like young people normally do.
In the school´s mess which has been prepared for the dancing Loki notices the girl of everyone´s dreams, where she´s sitting at one table.
Stealthily he gives the blond beauty a sweet eye, but doesn´t expect her to give his eye any notice, for she´s dancing almost every dance on the tight dancefloor with different guys, such as "Foli" (stud) Sigurbjarts, who´s a third grader, a tall, strong-looking lad with black and curly hair. Despite his dark appearance he´s sweet as a lamb, even intoxicated.
Disappointed and certain that the stud won´t let go off such a delicasy Loki´s given up all hopes of getting her for himself and has started looking out for other subjects.
After having danced a few monotonous dances in an old samba beat; left forward and back and then the right one with the hands bent and forward, with a few girls amongst them Iris, a nice one who probably would have gone to bed with Loki after some begging, but he isn´t really looking for her type of a girl tonight.
She´s quite spectacular and reminded him of witches from the adventures and everything concerning her is quite spooky and mysterious. She dresses like a hippie, tall, skinny with long tangled hair, but surely it must be her sharp nose and high cheekbones that are most special. There´s some-thing about her that draws men towards her, perhabs it is the eyes, these clear blue and enchanting ones, you know?
When Siggi Karls beats the drums in the last section of Khachaturian´s Sworddance the sweatty young man thanks Iris for the dance posterior to his unsuccessful stepping to the beat abscent minded, and sits heavily on the worned out kitchenchair by the grey plasticcovered kitchentable.
He notices a dry tomatosauce-spot on the plate and automatically he starts removing the filth with his right hand´s thumbnail. Where he´s abscent minded preoccupied in the cleansing he hears a woman´s beautiful voice from behind:
-Do you need assistance?
Loki gets startled, stops his cleaning and looks at the girl, who´d sat down on the other side of his table. He´s not able to speak because of his emotions. There she is the girl of his dreams with a nailfile which she´s just found in her purse.
-That´s not necessary, he´s able to moan.
-I can´t stand this kind of filth either, she tells him, when she starts working with her file.
-Wouldn´t you rather like to dance, he asks trying his best holding his excited horces?
-There! It´s gone, she announces happily with the job done and looks in his eyes
-For this moment I´ve been waiting all night she tells him taking his hand in hers and together they join the wild dancing to the powerful music of Svanfridur (pretty as a swan).
The sweat runs down their bodies, where they
shake their arses in one sandwich just as people in love usually do.
After nearly two hours of non-stop shaking comes the final tune.
They embrace each other, their warm cheeks touch and tight together they glide to the end of the ball.
When Siggi the drummer closes the great night with the diskant their mouths and tongues come together in the most delightful and deepest kiss Loki had ever had.
And they don´t part till the lights come on.
They look at each other, feeling shy and awkward, until she puts out her small and pretty hand and tells him that her name´s Gullveig (gold) being a pupil in Huso (the housewife school).
Will she want to visit me on Kos, he allows himself to dream when the lights go on, but...
As quick as one sweeps a chair she disappears towards two girls, which are waiting for her in the doorway, but still on the middle of the floor Loki is standing feeling confused and unable to move.
He gazes on her until she disappears round the corner. He´s waiting for some sign or a clance of an eye, but it´s all in vain. Didn´t she mean anything by this?
Loki has never danced like this, so passionately.
This can not nor may have come to an end, he decides and follows her. He reaches them outside and blowing like a whale he puts his hand on the shoulder of the girl, whom he truly wanted to overturn his life and asks when he could meet her again.
Where he´s gazing at her expectantly, she introduces the girls, her friends, Hladgerdur and Drifa as her roommates.
-You´re more than welcome to visit whenever you like, my dear Loki, she tells him like he were her child.
Loki, who has never been in a steady relationship with a girl feels like being in the clouds with this answer and does in no way detect anything depreciatory from the girl he wanted to give his life and attention.
He´s not going to lose this chance, like always before.
Together they stroll the four of them down the path towards the District-school, where he´s going to part with these pretty girls.
He wants everybody to see him now, especially the guys, his friends.
He´s not free from feeling more important and hip due to this relationship, while he follows these sexy girls with dreamy eyes.
Giggling they disappear round a corner of one of the greenhouses. In his simplicity he really doesn´t suspect that they´re giggling about him and happily singing he jumps up the steep stairs into the living quarters of the District-school.
Through the door of Birkir´s flat he´s able to hear the sound of the drinking friends´ singing.