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"So,how's it going?" Mom whispered as Miss Patty went outside for a smoke.
"Actually,I'm not very good." I confessed.
"Yeah,which is really holding me back,because I'm a natural."Dean added.
"Well,maybe you just need a glittery glove and a really freaky face."Mom said.
"At one point,Miss Patty thought Dean was gonna get hurt,she made me sit in the corner and watch."I told her.
"Hey,nobody puts baby in a corner."she said in mock-outrage.
"It's not your fault,"Dad said trying to console us."Ballroom dancing is a wonderfully sexist thing.Any woman can do it.All she needs is a strong male lead.No offense,Dean."he playfully twirled and dipped my mom,who didn't quite follow,and they got a little tangled up."Well almost any woman can do it."
"I wasn't ready,I wasn't ready.Mom protested."I want a do-over."
"Fine."Dad stepped away from Mom,turned on the music,and verycordially asked,"May I have this dance?"
"I don't know,"Mom replied as Dad took her in his arms."Do you have a trust fund?Always make sure."she directed toward me.
Dad began waltzing her around the room.They both started laughing,but soon they got into it and as the song played out,they did a really beautiful sequence of steps.Dean and I looked at each other,amazed.Miss Patty watched from the doorway,finishing up her cigarette.I think even Mom and Dad were a little surprised,and when they finished their dance we all clapped.
"Okay,I'm adopted."I said.
"Yeah,I'm never going to be able to do that."Dean agreed.
"Nah,you guys just need some practice."Dad encouraged.
"I'm gonna get a little air real quick."I said.
"Okay,I'll come with-"Dean's cell phone rang."Or not."
Dean went over to take his call,Mom and Dad went over to talk to Miss Patty.I stepped to the doorway.Just then,Jess walked up to me."Hi."
"Hi."I replied.
"Dancing?"
"Trying to dance,failing miserably."I said.
"Oh come on,you're not that bad."he said.
"No,I am.I can't dance at all."I assured him.
"Anyone can dance."he said.
Well,that's what my dad says,but if you saw me dance,you would no longer think that."I told him.
He thought for a second."Show me."he said.
"Excuse me?"I wasn't sure I heard him right.
"Let's dance,you can show me how terrible you are."
"Not unless you have a really good life insurance policy."I said.
He smirked,"I'll take my chances."
"I might hurt you."I told him.
"I live on the edge,and I've been hurt before."
"Why?" I asked at his insistence.
"Because,I want to show you that you CAN dance."
"Okay,but I warned you."I gave him one last warning.
"Overly noted.One way or another we will hear an 'I told you so'."he said.
"Okay."He doesn't know how bad at this I am.Keep counting in your heads,look eachother in the eyes,he leads.This was the advice that Miss Patty had given Dean and me.Mom,Dad,Miss Patty,and Dean were all in the corner talking.Please don't be too disastrous.I've been trying this for an hour and no luck.Okay,he turned on the music and took me in his arms.Much to my surprise,he started leading me around the dance floor without even the slightest difficulty.We kept eye contact and all I had to do was follow him,because he was really very good.We waltzed around the room so involved, we didn't noticeMom,Dad,Miss Patty,and Dean were now watching.At the end he twirled me out,then pulled me back into his arms and dipped me.With him I didn't fall like I did when Dean tried to dip me.We still hadn't broken our intense eye contact until we finally realized that we weren't moving from our position and people were staring.
"Wow,that was better than us."Dad said with a smile.
He brought me back up out of the dip."You're very good."I said.
"I'm still alive,guess I get to say the 'I told you so'"he said.
I smiled."I danced."I said in amazement.
"I know,I told you that you could."he said,glad that I was smiling.
"You were right."Wow,I never would have thought he was the ballroom dancing type.
"Well,I'll let you two get back to dancing."he said knowing he already left a big impression.It was evident on my face,Mom's face,and Dean's face.Dad didn't know who he was and the entire thing flew right ofer his head.
"Oh,okay.Well, thanks for the dance."I said.
"Sure."
"See you 'round."I said as he went to leave.
"Seems to turn out that way doesn't it."And with that he disappeared.
Mom and Dean were staring at the doorway he just left through.
My oblivious dad didn't notice."See,wasn't that hard,was it?"
"I don't even know how I did that."I said still slightly dazed.
Mom's thoughts came back to her."Never figured him to be the Fred Astaire type."she said still surprised.
Once he regained his composure,Dean finally asked,"Who was that?"
"Well,"I replied looking at the doorway,"That was Jess."
"So,how's it going?" Mom whispered as Miss Patty went outside for a smoke.
"Actually,I'm not very good." I confessed.
"Yeah,which is really holding me back,because I'm a natural."Dean added.
"Well,maybe you just need a glittery glove and a really freaky face."Mom said.
"At one point,Miss Patty thought Dean was gonna get hurt,she made me sit in the corner and watch."I told her.
"Hey,nobody puts baby in a corner."she said in mock-outrage.
"It's not your fault,"Dad said trying to console us."Ballroom dancing is a wonderfully sexist thing.Any woman can do it.All she needs is a strong male lead.No offense,Dean."he playfully twirled and dipped my mom,who didn't quite follow,and they got a little tangled up."Well almost any woman can do it."
"I wasn't ready,I wasn't ready.Mom protested."I want a do-over."
"Fine."Dad stepped away from Mom,turned on the music,and verycordially asked,"May I have this dance?"
"I don't know,"Mom replied as Dad took her in his arms."Do you have a trust fund?Always make sure."she directed toward me.
Dad began waltzing her around the room.They both started laughing,but soon they got into it and as the song played out,they did a really beautiful sequence of steps.Dean and I looked at each other,amazed.Miss Patty watched from the doorway,finishing up her cigarette.I think even Mom and Dad were a little surprised,and when they finished their dance we all clapped.
"Okay,I'm adopted."I said.
"Yeah,I'm never going to be able to do that."Dean agreed.
"Nah,you guys just need some practice."Dad encouraged.
"I'm gonna get a little air real quick."I said.
"Okay,I'll come with-"Dean's cell phone rang."Or not."
Dean went over to take his call,Mom and Dad went over to talk to Miss Patty.I stepped to the doorway.Just then,Jess walked up to me."Hi."
"Hi."I replied.
"Dancing?"
"Trying to dance,failing miserably."I said.
"Oh come on,you're not that bad."he said.
"No,I am.I can't dance at all."I assured him.
"Anyone can dance."he said.
Well,that's what my dad says,but if you saw me dance,you would no longer think that."I told him.
He thought for a second."Show me."he said.
"Excuse me?"I wasn't sure I heard him right.
"Let's dance,you can show me how terrible you are."
"Not unless you have a really good life insurance policy."I said.
He smirked,"I'll take my chances."
"I might hurt you."I told him.
"I live on the edge,and I've been hurt before."
"Why?" I asked at his insistence.
"Because,I want to show you that you CAN dance."
"Okay,but I warned you."I gave him one last warning.
"Overly noted.One way or another we will hear an 'I told you so'."he said.
"Okay."He doesn't know how bad at this I am.Keep counting in your heads,look eachother in the eyes,he leads.This was the advice that Miss Patty had given Dean and me.Mom,Dad,Miss Patty,and Dean were all in the corner talking.Please don't be too disastrous.I've been trying this for an hour and no luck.Okay,he turned on the music and took me in his arms.Much to my surprise,he started leading me around the dance floor without even the slightest difficulty.We kept eye contact and all I had to do was follow him,because he was really very good.We waltzed around the room so involved, we didn't noticeMom,Dad,Miss Patty,and Dean were now watching.At the end he twirled me out,then pulled me back into his arms and dipped me.With him I didn't fall like I did when Dean tried to dip me.We still hadn't broken our intense eye contact until we finally realized that we weren't moving from our position and people were staring.
"Wow,that was better than us."Dad said with a smile.
He brought me back up out of the dip."You're very good."I said.
"I'm still alive,guess I get to say the 'I told you so'"he said.
I smiled."I danced."I said in amazement.
"I know,I told you that you could."he said,glad that I was smiling.
"You were right."Wow,I never would have thought he was the ballroom dancing type.
"Well,I'll let you two get back to dancing."he said knowing he already left a big impression.It was evident on my face,Mom's face,and Dean's face.Dad didn't know who he was and the entire thing flew right ofer his head.
"Oh,okay.Well, thanks for the dance."I said.
"Sure."
"See you 'round."I said as he went to leave.
"Seems to turn out that way doesn't it."And with that he disappeared.
Mom and Dean were staring at the doorway he just left through.
My oblivious dad didn't notice."See,wasn't that hard,was it?"
"I don't even know how I did that."I said still slightly dazed.
Mom's thoughts came back to her."Never figured him to be the Fred Astaire type."she said still surprised.
Once he regained his composure,Dean finally asked,"Who was that?"
"Well,"I replied looking at the doorway,"That was Jess."