Hayloft Kids

13: Agreements

I was helping washing dishes one day after lunch. The boys had gone out to laze around under the hay.

Aunt Louise was standing to my left.

All of a sudden, she laughed out loud.

"I should have known. It's you and Johnny together, isn't it?" I looked at her, blushing.

She smiled even wider.

"I asked him how he was finding the people at the ARC, and e said the CEO's kid wasn't so bad."

I felt warm.

"So it's you, eh?" I nodded.

"Except, I've been – avoiding him lately." I said, in a low voice.

Aunt Louise laughed again. "Playing hard to get?"

I grinned in relief. "Yes. Until the dance. I made a bet with Cricket…" I paused to make sure she knew what was up. She nodded. "…and I'm supposed to be all elegant and girly that night. Or I lose twenty dollars and my dignity."

"Don't worry, dear, I'll help you prepare. Cricket was always just so…wrong for Johnny. We'll start after finishing this."

We did. She taught me how to walk down the dance floor that night, sashay, and bang my hips from side to side.

She taught me how to 'drag' my feet in a flirty way.

She also showed me how to dance a waltz, a tango, and all sorts of other stuff.

By the end of the week, I was pooped. I was also incredibly nervous. The guys never knew what was going on, though. We were sure to practice when they were out.

Then I woke up one day and looked at the calendar. It was the day of the dance.