No sooner had they kissed for the first time when tragedy strikes and the girl’s hopes and dreams of becoming a ballet dancer are dashed when both her legs are badly broken in an accident. The girl is convinced it is a bad omen and the boy is blaming himself.
Wendy turned and left as Liana stormed toward them and hurried off to the other end of the hall.
“What’d she want?” Liana asked.
“She wanted to know if I would dance with her.”
“She usually dances with Peter.”
“Yeah, I know, but she said she doesn’t like dancing with him.”
“But he dances all right.”
“She didn’t seem to think so.”
“He’s not as good looking that’s why, and I am sure she’s got the hots for you. I have seen her looking at you.
“Thanks, I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“Well, don’t let it go to your head,” she warned and smiled.
“I won’t.”
“So, what’d you tell her?”
“I told her that you and I had a new routine to practise.”
“Good, I’ll fix her wagon,” she said and stormed off toward Wendy.
