Come Take Me Home
By Kay
Ten Years Later . . .
Sweat trickled down her back and across her forehead. The lights shined in her face as her feet glided across the floor beneath her.
Just a little bit longer. Four more pirouettes.
One. Two. Three. Four.
She stopped, dead center of the stage not moving. The smile still on her face she gave an elegant bow.
The booming applause echoed throughout the theatre. It thundered in her ears as the curtain dropped and made the stage vibrate below her.
The rest of the dancers filtered onto the stage and hugged her tightly.
"That was spectacular!" Shouted Tina, her best friend.
"Thanks." She said as they pulled away.
Tina's face was strewn with tears, "That's it Clara! Our final show."
Clara nodded, her own eyes filled with tears, she hugged Tina again. "Here we come Juliard!"
The curtain lifted up for five more curtain calls until the dancers were finally able to go back into their dressing rooms. She and Tina walked out together where families and friends were there to congratulate them.
"Oh there's my Mom!" Tine left Clara's side, "I'll catch up with you later!"
"Bye!" Clara shouted to Tina's retreating back.
"Clara!"
She turned to see her brother running toward her.
"Aden!" She ran to him.
He swept her up into a great, big bear hug. "You were magnificent!"
"Thank you." Clara said.
"Oh, man Clara! I never knew you could move like that!" Aden practically shouted, "All the guys were going crazy!" Aden hugged her again, squeezing the breath out of her.
Clara's eyes widened, "They guys came?"
Aden laughed and threw his arm around her shoulder, "Of course they did." He guided her toward the rest of the family, "Everyone's here."
Out of the crowd came Clara's mother, "Mom!" She left Aden's side and ran to her mother.
"Oh darling! I'm so proud of you." Diana Clemmings said as she embraced her daughter.
"Thanks Mom."
"Oh, here's your father." Diana said between tears.
Clara's father swept her into a hug, "You were great, Clara!"
Clara saw Tristan behind her father, "Tristan! You came!"
"Of course I did." He laughed as he pulled her into his embrace, "Do you think I'd miss my little cus's last home performance before she went off to her big dance school?"
Clara laughed with him, "I guess not." She pulled away. "But where's . . ." She trailed off when another person showed up beside them. "Oh my gosh! Look how big you've gotten!"
Rory laughed, "You were amazing." She said as they hugged. "That was just so spectacular!"
Clara pulled away, "Thanks. I still can't believe you!"
Rory grinned, "Only two more weeks." She placed a hand on her large stomach.
Tristan threw an arm around his wife, "And we'll have another yours truly running around the house."
Clara rolled her eyes, "Well, I hope it's a girl, so I can teach her how to play baseball."
"And dance!" Rory added, "You were absolutely remarkable."
Clara kissed her cheek, "Thank you."
Behind her came shouts and whoops.
"Clara! Our little home runner!!! Who knew she could dance like that?!"
"Oh girl, you looked good in that little tutu!"
"Yeah! Nice legs!"
"Better then any baseball uniform!"
Clara turned around to see the guys from her baseball team, "So you like?" She asked striking a pose.
They guys pulled her into their huddle and slapped her on the back, pinched her cheek and congratulated her.
Rory smiled as she watched this, "That is one brave girl."
Tristan smiled with her, "You can say that again."
"I want out little girl to be a dancer."
"Who says it's going to be a girl?"
"I have my ways."
"Is that so?"
"Yup."
Tristan swooped down and kissed his wife, "Then I hope so too."
An hour later, after all the flowers and roses were given to Clara, and the congratulations had been said, every one began to head home.
Rory kissed Clara, "Congrats again hon.
Tristan also said his final words to Clara who was the swept off by her baseball team for a celebration party.
Rory yawned, "My feet hurt."
Tristan laughed, "Okay. Come on." He grabbed her hand and led her toward the doors, "Let's go home."
The End!!!! Hope you liked it!!! Please, please REVIEW!!!!!!!
By Kay
Ten Years Later . . .
Sweat trickled down her back and across her forehead. The lights shined in her face as her feet glided across the floor beneath her.
Just a little bit longer. Four more pirouettes.
One. Two. Three. Four.
She stopped, dead center of the stage not moving. The smile still on her face she gave an elegant bow.
The booming applause echoed throughout the theatre. It thundered in her ears as the curtain dropped and made the stage vibrate below her.
The rest of the dancers filtered onto the stage and hugged her tightly.
"That was spectacular!" Shouted Tina, her best friend.
"Thanks." She said as they pulled away.
Tina's face was strewn with tears, "That's it Clara! Our final show."
Clara nodded, her own eyes filled with tears, she hugged Tina again. "Here we come Juliard!"
The curtain lifted up for five more curtain calls until the dancers were finally able to go back into their dressing rooms. She and Tina walked out together where families and friends were there to congratulate them.
"Oh there's my Mom!" Tine left Clara's side, "I'll catch up with you later!"
"Bye!" Clara shouted to Tina's retreating back.
"Clara!"
She turned to see her brother running toward her.
"Aden!" She ran to him.
He swept her up into a great, big bear hug. "You were magnificent!"
"Thank you." Clara said.
"Oh, man Clara! I never knew you could move like that!" Aden practically shouted, "All the guys were going crazy!" Aden hugged her again, squeezing the breath out of her.
Clara's eyes widened, "They guys came?"
Aden laughed and threw his arm around her shoulder, "Of course they did." He guided her toward the rest of the family, "Everyone's here."
Out of the crowd came Clara's mother, "Mom!" She left Aden's side and ran to her mother.
"Oh darling! I'm so proud of you." Diana Clemmings said as she embraced her daughter.
"Thanks Mom."
"Oh, here's your father." Diana said between tears.
Clara's father swept her into a hug, "You were great, Clara!"
Clara saw Tristan behind her father, "Tristan! You came!"
"Of course I did." He laughed as he pulled her into his embrace, "Do you think I'd miss my little cus's last home performance before she went off to her big dance school?"
Clara laughed with him, "I guess not." She pulled away. "But where's . . ." She trailed off when another person showed up beside them. "Oh my gosh! Look how big you've gotten!"
Rory laughed, "You were amazing." She said as they hugged. "That was just so spectacular!"
Clara pulled away, "Thanks. I still can't believe you!"
Rory grinned, "Only two more weeks." She placed a hand on her large stomach.
Tristan threw an arm around his wife, "And we'll have another yours truly running around the house."
Clara rolled her eyes, "Well, I hope it's a girl, so I can teach her how to play baseball."
"And dance!" Rory added, "You were absolutely remarkable."
Clara kissed her cheek, "Thank you."
Behind her came shouts and whoops.
"Clara! Our little home runner!!! Who knew she could dance like that?!"
"Oh girl, you looked good in that little tutu!"
"Yeah! Nice legs!"
"Better then any baseball uniform!"
Clara turned around to see the guys from her baseball team, "So you like?" She asked striking a pose.
They guys pulled her into their huddle and slapped her on the back, pinched her cheek and congratulated her.
Rory smiled as she watched this, "That is one brave girl."
Tristan smiled with her, "You can say that again."
"I want out little girl to be a dancer."
"Who says it's going to be a girl?"
"I have my ways."
"Is that so?"
"Yup."
Tristan swooped down and kissed his wife, "Then I hope so too."
An hour later, after all the flowers and roses were given to Clara, and the congratulations had been said, every one began to head home.
Rory kissed Clara, "Congrats again hon.
Tristan also said his final words to Clara who was the swept off by her baseball team for a celebration party.
Rory yawned, "My feet hurt."
Tristan laughed, "Okay. Come on." He grabbed her hand and led her toward the doors, "Let's go home."
The End!!!! Hope you liked it!!! Please, please REVIEW!!!!!!!