AudreyThe director continued, “Of course, this will all be up to the doctors and the trainers. You’ll be required to check in with them after every training before you ever set foot on stage for a show. But if your ankle really is doing as well as you say it is, then I think it’s about time that you took one of the lead roles.”“Thank you,” I said breathlessly. In my head, I was already thinking about all the training that I would need to do here over the next three weeks so that I wasn’t an embarrassment when I returned to Paris. At least I hadn’t been out for the full six months. Things would come back quickly, I was sure. I would just have to make sure that I stuck to my diet and kept working out at my studio during the day.It would give me something to do, and I was grateful for that. Things would finally start to feel normal again.“Is three weeks enough time?” the director asked. “I don’t want you to rush your recovery. But we could really use you. The next round of shows star
JesseI smiled at Audrey as she made her way through the crowded bar to get to me. Gabby’s was packed tonight. Something to do with the drink specials. It still wasn’t my favorite place, especially not when it was this busy, but Audrey had asked if I wanted to join her, and there was no way I was saying no to that.Besides, it was about time that we went out in public again. Things had been great between us lately. We saw one another nearly every night. Most of our time together was spent either back at my place or at her dance studio, though, and although that lent itself to a certain other sort of fun, it was also nice to see her dressed to the nines and grinning at me across the crowded space.“Hey,” she said, hopping up on the stool next to mine. She looked around. “Man, it’s busy in here. I mean, Annabelle said that it might be for a Friday night, but I kind of thought that she was kidding. Who are all these people?”I laughed and shrugged, happiness welling up in me just from se
JesseNot only that, but I liked seeing how relaxed she got the longer she was here in North Carolina. Every day she seemed to smile a little more and laugh a little more easily. I wondered if anyone in Paris ever got to see her like this, and I liked to imagine that they didn’t. I liked to imagine that Audrey reserved this for me, that it was the culmination of our long friendship and our current intimacy.Maybe I only wanted to know that she was going to miss me as much as I was going to miss her. I knew that was pretty foolish in and of itself, though. She was going to be busy when she went back to Paris. She would have new dances to learn, friends to catch up with, a dozen things vying for her attention. If she got bored, she was there in a bustling, cultural metropolis with a dozen types of entertainment right there at her fingertips.Unlike here in Aberdeen, where it would just be me, myself, and I. I couldn’t work hard enough at the hardware store to forget about her now, let a
JesseI exhaled, imagining the expressions on the stiff faces of some ballet directors. Yeah, I couldn’t imagine that going over very well. At best, they would probably be confused. At worst, they would think she was mocking them or something. Wasting their time.She definitely wasn’t wasting my time. I couldn’t get enough of her.We danced and sang until we were breathless, then headed back to the bar, where Annabelle was just wiping her hands on a rag. “Hey,” she said brightly. “You guys having fun out there?”Audrey collapsed dramatically on a stool. “Water,” she requested, and her sister laughed, filling the order and then pulling a beer for me.“Thanks,” I said, taking a healthy sip of it. I was hot and sweaty, but I felt stupidly alive, a grin on my face as I looked over at Audrey, who grinned right back at me.“Ugh, get a room, you two,” Annabelle joked. She glanced over at her coworker. “Hey, I’m going to go on my break, okay?”“Sure thing,” Mark said, nodding at her.Annabell
AudreyI couldn’t help feeling nervous about the fact that Jesse was coming over. I had been on the fence about actually inviting him. I didn’t like lying to Mom, though, and she had told me that I should ask him. As for picking a date for him to come over, well, it wasn’t like I had that many days left. My flight was already booked, and I would be back to Paris in less than two weeks.I still could barely believe that. Of course, I was ecstatic about the fact that the director not only wanted me back far sooner than the six months that he had originally given me, but that he also wanted to give me a lead role, to boot.The more I thought about it, though, the more nervous I made myself. It wasn’t just about losing Jesse, either. Had I been training enough? Did I still look enough like a ballerina, in spite of the few pounds that I had put on while I was back here? Would I be able to work all of that off? Would I be able to handle the role that the director wanted to give me? What wou
Audrey“It was your favorite, wasn’t it?” Annabelle asked, shrugging. “It always reminded me of you. I was surprised you didn’t take it with you, actually.”“I didn’t think it would be cool enough to wear in Philadelphia,” I admitted. “And then I didn’t think it would be sophisticated enough for Paris.”Annabelle rolled her eyes. “Screw sophistication,” she said succinctly.I grinned and pulled on the light blue dress, lacing it up at the back. I smoothed my hands over the soft daisies that dotted the front pockets. “How do I look?” I asked, again unable to help the nervousness that crept into my voice.Annabelle smiled softly at me. “Just like yourself,” she assured me. “Only, wait.” She grabbed a flower from the bouquet that was sitting on my desk, one that Jesse had brought to my studio the previous day at lunchtime. “There,” she said, tucking it into my braided crown. “Perfect.”I looked in the mirror and smiled at myself. Perfect, indeed.“Have you told him yet?” Annabelle asked,
AudreyOverall, though, I was going to miss her fiercely. I had great friends back in Paris, but none of them were quite like my sister. She understood me like no one else ever could. Not only that, but she was the best listener. Whether I was ranting in frustration about my ankle or gushing enthusiasm over the part that the director wanted me to take on, she was there to listen and support me.Listening to everyone chatting and laughing around the table, I felt torn.This could be my life. I could stay here in Aberdeen. Maybe not here in my mom’s house, but I could find a place of my own and get some sort of job, even if it meant working in an unskilled trade like Annabelle had done, just trying to make ends meet. I could have Jesse as my real boyfriend, and I could be close to my family.If I did that, though, I would be giving up on dance. Oh, maybe I could keep up with training on my own up in the little studio that I was renting. Would that ever really be enough for me? No. I kne
JesseI hummed as I mopped the floors on Wednesday afternoon. “You’re in a good mood,” Joe commented from where he was closing out the cash register. As though that wasn’t obvious. He grinned at me and raised an eyebrow, and I shrugged defensively.“Yeah, I am,” I said.Fortunately, he let it be as he continued working. I knew that he was only good for teasing as far as the Audrey thing was concerned. To be honest, his teasing didn’t bother me at this point. In fact, the more time I spent with Audrey, the more I sort of liked his teasing. It made me feel almost like this was going to last. Even though I knew that it couldn’t. I continued mopping the floors, thinking back to the night before. I had gone over to Audrey’s mom’s place for dinner. It had gone well, with lots of talk and laughter. Clayton and I had chatted about some of our favorite fishing spots in the area, and we had made plans to go out together sometime over the summer. I wondered if Audrey would think that was strang