Jessi
"So when do you guys leave?" asked my friend Desiree as we sat in the changing room changing.
"About 5:30." I said.
"You excited?"
"Very." I replied.
My husband Quint and I, like everyone else in my group of oldest friends, were headed to the big reunion. Quint and I were princapal dancers in the New York City Ballet. Not only was I excited to be seeing the original BSC, but my little sister, Becca would be home from college and I hadn't seen her in ages. She was attending UCLA on a full ride academic scholarship. She would be graduating in December. She wants to be a high school english teacher. And even though mom, dad and John Jr. (noone calls him Squirt anymore) had been to New York three months earlier to see me perform in Romeo and Juliet, I was excited to see them too, since I don't get to see them a lot. Dad still worked for that firm in Stamford and mom was now in real estate. John Jr. had just finished SMS and would be starting at SHS in the fall.
"Is someone picking you up at the station?"
"Mallory." I said. "I can't wait to see her."
Just as I was leaving the changing room I ran into Christopher Erickson, the ballet master.
"Jessica, just the person I was looking for."
"Is someting wrong sir?" I asked
"Not at all. I have some phenomanal news for you. I just got off the phone with Jonathon Marshall."
My heart began to pound. "The director of The Royal Ballet?" I asked.
"The one and only." he replied. "He has seen tapes of your performances and he wants to offer you once in a lifetime audition."
"OH MY GOD! Are you serious?" I asked practically shouting at him. "When?"
"If you accept he'll be here in a week and a half."
"Mr. Erickson, I feel as if someone handed me the moon and I have no clue what to do with it." I said. "Of course I'll audition." I couldn't wait to tell everyone this amazing news.