Jackson did not know who guessed to organize an evening of classical music in Monster High, but he was very grateful to him. Classical music is the only one that did not evoke transformation in Hyde (on the contrary, if Hyde hears such music, he will turn into Jackson.)
Jekyll decided to prepare for this event. He rummaged in his wardrobe and took out a white shirt with cuff links, a black vest, a tie and a frock coat. He stroked everything, cleaned it and hung it on the hanger. Then he opened the bedside table beside the bed and took out from there the golden pocket watch on the chain - the only thing from a long-lost father. Jackson polished the watch and put it in the left pocket of the vest.
Then he went to the bathroom, he decided to repaint his hair. What for? He himself could not answer this question. Maybe because Jackson was sick of the fact that even the reflection in the mirror indicated to him his dual nature? Taking a little paint, which was used by his mother, Jackson began to paint over white strands and an hour later turned into a shaten. This day he and Hyde will not be divided ...
At the evening, most students were frankly bored. Some guys probably wore a tuxedo for the first time in their life (which, by the way, was not very suitable for this event.) Most of the girls did not lag far behind, although there were exceptions. For example, Draculaura and Rochelle, it was immediately evident that these girls received European education. True, for some reason, Draculaura was some kind of sad. Even irritated.
"Tell me, friends." - Jackson began to go to Deuce and Claude. - Why did you put on your tuxedos? This is an evening of classical music and not a tusovka with a tycoon-oilman.
They looked around.
"I think that," Claude said. - Why does Draculaura look at me as if I had put on a clown suit!
"You can think that you put it on." Jackson said somewhat sharply.
"Easy, Jack!" - said Deuce. - Not everyone is lucky to be born in a family of English intellectuals! Claude and so it is not easy to prove to Draculaur that he is a cultural beast.
"Do not rash me the salt on the wounds ..." Claude breathed. "Draculaura was trying to teach me how to dance the Waltz and I trampled her feet! Now she's mad at me.
The microphone whistled. Directress Blodgood asked for attention.
-Students! I'll ask for a minute's attention!
When all the students settled down she continued.
"In a couple of minutes, the Waltz will start!" - Solemnly announced the headmistress.
The deathly silence.
-Does anyone know how to dance the Waltz? - Asked Directress.
Only two hands rose. It was Jackson and Rochelle.
