Baby and Johnny would never forget their summer at Kellerman's. Because
when Johnny pulled her out of the dance hall, he proposed. Baby said yes.
They eloped and sixteen years later they were still happily married. How do
I know all of this? I'm their daughter. Hi I'm Jennifer, nice to meet you.
You might think you're learning about my parents, but you're not. This is
my story. Let's start.
My dad taught me to dance when I was five and I've been dancing ever since.
He taught me the basics, Posture, moving to the beat, lifts, that kind of
stuff, I taught myself the extra stuff after watching my parents in dirty
dancing competitions. Here lately I've been in a few competitions myself.
I've never won, but I get high marks in creativity in costume, because I
design my gowns myself. I guess I never win because I can never find a
partner I can truly trust. I've never been in love, to put it simply. I
have a boyfriend, and I dance with him, but I know we won't last. In fact
note to self: BREAK UP WITH HIM! He is such a jerk! Oh, but Jennifer, he is
so hot and he is an amazing dancer. Naive Jennifer, when will you learn? He
is using you to win the competitions. But we never win...Shut up me.
Oh, here he comes. Be strong, don't look into his eyes, don't touch his arms, don't mess with his gorgeous red hair...Too late.
"Hey Jenny." Nathan says in his calm hot voice with a slight New York accent. Oh, stop it Jen! You hate him, remember?
"Don't call me Jenny. We really need to talk," I say slightly stumbling over my words. I hate doing this to such a great dance partner.
"Yeah I need to talk to you too. This isn't working for me. You're way too hostile and it's way too hard to juggle two girls at a time and..." He didn't get to finish. I punched him in the face. So what? First off I'm not hostile. Secondly TWO GIRLS? I better no tell dad, he'll kick Nathan's ass. And I'm off to the ever familiar principal's office. It's not just similar because I get sent there all the time for trouble, and trust me I'm sent there a lot for trouble, Mom's also the principal...I smell trouble.
Oh, here he comes. Be strong, don't look into his eyes, don't touch his arms, don't mess with his gorgeous red hair...Too late.
"Hey Jenny." Nathan says in his calm hot voice with a slight New York accent. Oh, stop it Jen! You hate him, remember?
"Don't call me Jenny. We really need to talk," I say slightly stumbling over my words. I hate doing this to such a great dance partner.
"Yeah I need to talk to you too. This isn't working for me. You're way too hostile and it's way too hard to juggle two girls at a time and..." He didn't get to finish. I punched him in the face. So what? First off I'm not hostile. Secondly TWO GIRLS? I better no tell dad, he'll kick Nathan's ass. And I'm off to the ever familiar principal's office. It's not just similar because I get sent there all the time for trouble, and trust me I'm sent there a lot for trouble, Mom's also the principal...I smell trouble.