Looking around the crowded hallways, I sighed as I noticed that Tracy and Penny weren't anywhere to be found. They had actually skipped school to audition for that ridiculous show. I love my sister to death and I understand her want to dance on television but didn't she understand that there were more important things? We had had an argument once about just this type of thing. I insisted that she needed to make her life worthwhile. Focus on her education or take up some type of cause to better the world or something like that. She disagreed and said that I needed to learn how to let go and have some fun.

The next time I saw Tracy, was actually in detention. I spent my final two classes volunteering to monitor the detentions. I usually just used that time to finish homework or study and I let the other students do their own things. All of the kids in detention were black and usually spent their time sleeping or dancing. It was fun to watch but I hardly ever participated. However, this was the only place that I ever danced in front of other people and it was only because they had accepted me once they realized I wasn't some stick in the mud teacher's aide.

The door opened and I widely gawked as Tracy walked in. Seeing me, she sheepishly handed me the sheet and I looked it over. Her teacher had caught her cutting class and automatically given her a detention. I rolled my eyes and handed the slip back to her.

"Tracy, word of advice?" She turned back to me, looking slightly anxious. "Next time you decide to skip class, skip the whole class. You're less likely to get caught."

I winked at her and she laughed before wandering off to find a seat. I knew that it wouldn't take her long to insert herself and make friends since that was her specialty. Sure enough, I saw her eyeballing Seaweed and the two began talking. They began dancing together to Seaweed's signature moves, still chattering away. At one point he mentioned that she "wasn't bad for a white chick" which caused a few people to look over at me. I simply smiled and propped my chin on my hand as I watched my baby sister in her natural environment. The moves suddenly got a little dirtier and I blushed brightly as Tracy joined in.

Shaking my head but laughing, I gathered my things together then stood and leaned against the desk. A girl, I think her name is Tanya, began talking to me about school and asked if I'd help her with her English homework. I agreed and we started discussing verbs and pronouns, not noticing the time fly by. I noticed movement by the door and pointed while giggling.

"Looks like the school's pretty boy has got his eye on my sister." Tanya laughed but covered her mouth as they opened the door, probably to talk to Tracy. She said something extremely inappropriate, just as Link came within hearing distance. Seaweed almost died laughing and I had to bite my lip to keep from doing the same. She was my sister after all, and she probably feels extremely embarrassed. They talked for a moment, discussing dancing at the hop tomorrow night and he bumped into her as he left. She looked star struck for a moment before walking out the door and meeting up with Penny. Penny waved at me before following Tracy and trying to talk to her.

"Are you finally going to dance at the hop tomorrow?" Seaweed had walked up to me in the hallway without me noticing, causing me to jump slightly. I laughed and shook my head, indicating that I had no intentions of letting the school know that I could dance. "Well why not? I mean you dance better than any white girl I've ever seen, even better than your sister." I shrugged and caught his arm as one of the white football players bumped into him roughly, almost knocking him down.

"Mark!" The boy turned and smiled at me, thinking I was finally returning his attention. "Apologize. Right now." He groaned and stared at me, making it obvious that he didn't think he needed to. There was a short staring contest, which I definitely won. Mark turned to Seaweed and apologized quietly before scurrying off after his friends. Seaweed smiled at me but I could tell he wasn't done pestering me about dancing tomorrow night.

"Alright fine! I'll make you a deal! If a boy there catches my eye then I'll dance. Sound fair?" Seaweed grinned and agreed before running off to his next class. I went back to the detention room again and watched the final class before I was able to go home. Who knows, I might just meet a guy tomorrow night who makes me want to dance.