When I got home it was 8. Vanessa and Claire were sitting on the sofa eating pizza. As usual our brothers and parents were out.

"hey ya want some pizza?" Vanessa asked.

"um. No," I replied setting my ballet bag on the floor and collapsing into a spot next to the blonde who I didn't know who was sitting next to Vanessa.

Vanessa was sitting next to Claire. On the other side of Claire was her friend ruthie from modeling.

"ok," Vanessa said; "Haley, charlotte, Kerry and Reba should be here any minute. I don't know when karens coming."

"ok."

Haley, charlotte, Kerry and Reba were her friends. Haley and Kerry were dating.

"how was ballet?" Claire asked at the same time the blonde next to me said "here give me your feet."

"uh ok," I said surprised.

I gave her my feet without question.

"oh. Long tiring," I told Claire.

"oh."

"how was modeling?"

"same.."

She leaned back against ruthie.

"you're not working tonight?" ruthie asked the blonde.

"no I sprained my ankle in ballet, so."

"oh."

"you take ballet?" I asked the blonde surprised.

She looked at me; "yeah."

"where?"

"same school different class."

"oh."

She began rubbing my feet.

"oh. Ohh. Wow," I said shifting surprised by how good it felt.

"no ones ever done this before?" the blonde whose name I still didn't know asked.

"um. No actually."

"oh wow. You're missin out on a lot then."

"yeah im beginning to see that."

At that moment the door opened and charlotte came in w/ Haley, Kerry and Reba surrounding her. She looked upset. The door closed behind them.

"omygod what happened?" Vanessa asked standing.

"Stacey broke up w/ me," charlotte said.

"oh honey why?"

"ill get some water," ruthie said standing.

I looked around; "should I…?"

Do something?

"no you're not goin anywhere miss," the blonde told me.

"ok."

So I didn't.

Ruthie disappeared into the kitchen.

"she said I was too young for her," charlotte said.

"well that's a stupid reason to break up w/ someone," Kerry muttered.

"yeah and it wasn't even mutual!" Haley cried.

"im Ashley," the blonde told me.

"hey. Margo," I informed her.

"you think sometime we could go to ballet together?"

"yeah ok. Where do you work?"

"strip joint downtown."

"oh. Wow."

"theres a lot you don't know about me."

"yeah im figuring that out."


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