7-Tara

The rest of my night was incredibly fun. I stand there watching penguins with Ben until Sammy joined us and we decided to play some billiard.

I went to my room before Grace even got back to the residence and instantly fell asleep. I don't get Grace, I don't know what kind of crazy things she would be doing that night but I remember waking up after midnight and she wasn't there yet.

From that day on, me, Ben and Sammy started to hang out every time we could. We had lunch together, dinner together, every break we had from the class, there we were… Together.

One week went by and things were starting to get better. I didn't talk to Christian or Kat, so no more arguments. Besides, my back was getting better and in a few time I would start dancing again. When I went to the Academy's doctor, she told me that in one week I could start on the bars again, this happened in a Monday, so I was now only two days away of my return.

On this Saturday morning specifically we wouldn't have any classes. We were having breakfast when Ben came up with a great idea.

- Beach!

- Ben stop talking with your mouth filled. I'm seeing your fried eggs from o whole new perspective! – Sammy said pointing to Ben's mouth.

- No dude, it just hit me. We are not having classes today, are we going to waste this? This is kind of a miracle.

- Is not a miracle Ben, it is called Prix de Fonteyn. The teachers where out today because of that, some kind of meeting. – I said still laughing of Sammy's comment.

- It doesn't matter T! Ben is right. Look how beautiful it is today, we should totally go to the beach.

We all agreed and went to the beach. We had lunch there, which was pretty fun considering that most of our food Ben let fall down in the sand, but none of us cared about it, we were just having such a great time.

We were sitting in the sand looking at the sea when Sammy's phone ringed. He ran to answer but he didn't seem happy when he checked who was calling.

- What? – He seemed angry.

- I can't right now. – He answered – I'm with Ben and Tara, yes. Why?

He took a deep breath seeming really upset.

- You know what? Do whatever you want; you don't care about what other people think.

He looked around like he was trying to focus on anything but the person on the other side of the line.

-You know where I am, and you know what I think. Do what you want, but if you make things worst… - Sammy hung up.

He didn't finished but everything was clear, if that person makes things worst there would be some serious problems.

He came back to sit beside me.

- Who was it?

- Nobody.

- So you were talking to a ghost…

- No T, is just, nobody important. Not someone I want to talk about right now.

- Ok then. Should I be worried about you Sammy? – I asked him, but he was looking away.

- Not about me. – He finally turned to look at me and Ben.