Chapter 4: The Pink Ballerina.

I waited as the computer did its job, then turned to the costumer once it gave me a result,"That'll be 6 dollars and 45 cents."

The woman gave me the money and I stashed it into the drawer. Once the money was safe, I looked up and saw Margaret making her way in just as the costumer was heading out.

She was wearing a nice short white dress with red stripes on it, she also had a red purse hanging over her shoulder. That wasn't the kind of clothing she would put on before coming to work.

Margaret was keeping her eyes on me as she came to the counter,"Eileen, can I ask you for a favor?" she asked once she got closer to me.

I smiled at my friend,"Of course. What is it Margaret?"

"Well...I really forgot I had an early shift, me and Mordecai had plans for a picnic and..." she seemed really disappointed at herself for forgetting her duties. But I understood her well. She was really busy with school work, and it was only natural she got lost a bit. Besides, she needed Mordecai to help her rest a little, she was the kind of person who worried too much sometimes.

"Say no more. I'll totally cover for you." I answered, still smiling.

My robin friend smiled back,"Thanks a lot Eileen." she bent down a little and hugged me,"You're the best!" naturally, I hugged back.

Once she pulled away and got up, she pulled her cell phone out and started texting," I have to tell Mordecai to met me outside the coffee shop so we can go on a bus, since my car is in for repair."

I observed as she was typing. Her smile was never sweeter and her eyes never shined brighter...was the crush she had on Mordecai turning into something deeper? Was she falling for the blue jay? Was this...love?

She put her phone back in the purse,"I'm gonna go wait for him outside." she let me know then started to approach the front door.

I looked at the dishes in the sink and decided to wash them, since I didn't have any visitors to serve. Turning on the water I looked up and saw Margaret through the glass. I continued cleaning the mugs and the plates then looked up once again and saw that Mordecai already came to the scene. I watched as they kissed, then Mordecai put his arm around her shoulder and held her hand with his free wing. Then they walked away.

I smiled weakly, feeling really happy for my friends, yet feeling a bit sad because I thought I'd never have what they had. Not as a mole at least.

I turned back to the sink and continued my work. It didn't take long until I heard the door open again.

"Eileen!"

I turned my gaze up and grinned as I saw Rigby coming in,"Rigby!" I watched as he got closer. This was the second time someone came in saying my name first, was I really that popular?

I couldn't help but giggle at my thought, I also giggled at Rigby, he was so funny and this time he wasn't even try to be.

"Eileen." he laid his hands on the counter, breathing heavily as he was either running far, or was really out of shape. I'd bet on my other guess.

I turned off the water and looked at his right hand. In it, I saw a small piece of paper, just then he left it on the counter and grinned once he got his breath back,"Eileen! I have some really awesome news!"

"What is it?" I asked, curiously.

He used his index finger to push the paper closer to me. I took it into my hands and read the title - 'Ultimate Ballet Competition.' I turned my eyes down a bit and read the words written under it,'The winner gets a full ten-year contract in Paris.'

I looked at the photo that was at the end of the page, on it was a pink ballerina making her jump.

"Isn't it great?!I singed you up!"

My heart skipped. He singed me up? Why would he do such a thing? Wait, was it a bad thing that he singed me up or a good thing?

I thought about it a little before replying.

In the end, I looked up at the excited raccoon, with a a disappointed look on my face as my mind answered the question,"Rigby you can't just sign people up on something without asking them first."

His expression changed, he was confused,"What? But you said this was your dream!"

"I know but..." I sighed,"I just don't think I'm ready yet. I mean ten years? You really shouldn't have .."

He frowned and cut me off,"Oh no, don't put this on me!" he sighed as well then got to the point,"Eileen, we chatted yesterday and you said it was your dream to become a ballet dancer. Think about it, this could be your ONLY chance! Why blow it off just because you don't think you're 'ready' yet?" he quote the word 'ready' with his fingers and said it in a mocking tone.

I frowned. I know I said all those things.. but was it really fair what he did? He could have at least talked to me about it first.

He was right that it could be my only chance though.. what should i do? Should I accept or go to the people who made the contest and explain to them why i wasn't going to participate?

"Well?"

Rigby was in a position of waiting for an answer.

I had a quick image of myself on the stage. I heard that claps and the cheers. I got the feeling of elegance, beauty and perfection from that short scene in my imagination.

Surly, that's all I wanted? So why say 'no'?

"Okay" I let out then saw the smile on the raccoon's face.

"Awesome! I already thought of a guy who can help you train, I saw him in a commercial and trust me...- "

I raised my finger,"Rigby, stop. If someone has to be with me while I train, I want it to be you."

"What? I mean...I would love to Eileen but, the thing is - I don't know a thing about ballet."

" It doesn't matter, I just want you there to motivate me..because you're my friend and all." I smiled.

"Are you sure about this?"

"definitely."

"Then it's settled. At least now I can repay you for helping me do that pull up, so I could keep my job."

I giggled then took the piece of paper back into my hands, observing the pink ballerina image. That could be me making that perfect jump.

"When does your shift end?" I heard Rigby ask, but I didn't turn my eyes away from the paper.

"In 6 hours." I acknowledged, " We can start after I'm done."

I started to get more and more excited about the competition. Maybe I can actually win? And go to Paris? I could become famous! And maybe I'll then even become one of those women in the magazines. I could see it for a short while, but then I got some negative thoughts back as usual.

What if I'm not good enough? And even if I am and win by some miracle...10 years in Paris?

I finally turned from the paper and looked at Rigby who sat by the counter and was eating a chocolate donut which he served to himself.

Will I still get to see Rigby? And Margaret? And other people who I care about, will I get to see them?

I turned back to the paper, realizing I was getting ahead of myself.

Sneak Peek On Chapter 5:

It would have been pretty boring for me if I was alone the whole shift, but Rigby decided to stick around for all 6 hours. He either had nothing better to do, or really liked me...I'm guessing he didn't have anything better to do though.

After locking the front door, I turned to him,"I'm ready."

He dropped the radio he was holding on the table then looked at me,"Do you have a CD?"

I nodded and showed him 5 discs that were in my hand,"I carry then around a lot."

"Uhh...you carry a bunch of CDs around with you... because?"

I shrugged,"I don't know." I pulled a cassette out of my pocket,"I also carry this around. It's 'The Wizard Of Oz'."

Rigby chuckled,"Hey. Maybe it will come in handy one day." he was being sarcastic, but at least he didn't stare at me like I was a lunatic.

I smiled at him then looked down at my CDs, 'pop','rock','classic'... I stopped reading and put my belongings on another table, only leaving the 'classic' CD in my hand.

I made my ballerina jump to where Rigby and the radio were an we both laughed at my random act.

I put the CD in and the 'nutcracker' melodies started playing.

Taking a few steps back, I looked at Rigby. He seemed interested in how 'good' I was, he had the face that made me anxious, because he had the desire to see something amazing, written all over his face...and i really didn't want to disappoint him.