"What is wrong with you Jennifer?" Mom wasn't too happy. I could tell because she was pacing. The only way to get through this is to tell the truth. "Nothing is wrong with me mom! It's him!" Okay maybe a little too whiney, but maybe she'll take pity. "Don't blame your own actions on other people Jennifer." Nope, no pity vote whatsoever. "He was being a jackass mom. He was cheating on me and he called me hostile,' Totally lost the sympathy vote. "Oh, really? I can't imagine why he would call a girl who punched him in the face hostile." Oh my god. I am hostile. I looked at my fist, it was blood red. Oh great now I'm crying. "Oh sweetie, please don't cry. Do I need to call your dad?" "No." I said immediately, "You know how dad gets." "Yeah, you're right. He'll kick Nathan's ass. Well your punishment is...new shoes this weekend." "You're the best mom." I stand up and walk out of the room. ************************************************************************ Later that afternoon I was doing my homework...no looking at my homework. I hate homework. "JENNIFER!" Oh no, Dad's home. "Jennifer get your ass down here." I made a mad dash down the stairs. "Yes daddy?" Be innocent, be innocent, be innocent. "What the hell is wrong with you?" "Explain?" "Mom called," oh God, "She told me about your fight with Nathan. I want to know why the hell you didn't finish him off?" A small smile creped out. Dad wrapped his muscular arms around me for comfort. I hate to show favoritism, but I am very much a daddy's girl. "Are you okay honey?" "Yes I'm fine. I know it's terrible to think about this but, who am I going to dance with at Julliard's Dance Competition next month?" "I know someone. You'll have to teach him the basics, but he has the potential." "The basics? Like how basic?" "Remember what I taught you when you were five?" I nodded, "That basic." "No, next customer. We only have a month. Maybe if we had six months, but no! Plus we have costume fittings and if we did all of that we would be practicing 24/7. Just...no!" "You know I taught your mother everything she knows in a week." "Yeah but you are a professional. You teach people to dance for a living, you majored in it!" "C'mon. Give him a chance. What's one competition?" "Fine."