Keith placed Lance in a pod. He couldn't bring himself to watch Lance. He left him alone and wandered back to his room. He was looking for consolation. Seeing the door open he went into Lance's room. Lance's MP3 player caught his eye. He walked over and turn it on, immediately hearing an old mournful tune. He laid down on Lance's bed. It was messy but it smelled of him and that's what really mattered. The music changed, another sad song came on. No words, just an endless long tune of sorrow reminding Keith of what a failure he was. "Why did I hurt Lance," he asked himself, "I would never have hurt him if I knew what I was doing."
He got up suddenly not wanting to stay in his room. It freaked him out. He was about to leave when he saw a picture of a girl on Lance's dressing table. The same girl from his dream. Juli. He went over and picked up the frame. "Does Lance know this girl?" A note fell out of the frame of the picture. He bent down to pick it up.
It was a note. Lance obviously didn't write it. The lettering was swirly and small. Lance, you're amazing at dance. So amazing that Ms. Marianne asked me to give you this message. Lance, you've been accepted into the Cuban National Ballet School! Lance that's amazing news! It's the best school in the country! I'm so proud of you and I'm proud to call you my brother.
- Julia
The girl is Lance's sister. That would explain why he was in Lance's body in the dream he had. But, was the dream he had true? Did Lance really get in an accident? And did his sister really die? He stared down at the girl. She smiled Lance's smile back at him. Her blue eyes were beautiful. Like Lance's. She looked so happy. No doubt this was taken long before the accident.
Then he came back down to Earth. The music was still playing, but now an infectious tune poured out of the speakers and into Keith's mind. He started dancing around the room. He didn't know why. He just had to vent his frustration and other confusing emotions that he was feeling. He did this for an hour or two till he was out of breath and collapsed on Lance's bed. He fell asleep, the exhaustion of the last few hours finally catching up with him.