When Neela thought about how Keefe acted she wanted to run away forever, she really did. Neela was at her locker the next day so mad at Keefe. She saw him coming down the hallway looking at the ground. She closed her locker with her binder in her arms and ran to her next class. Music class.
"Yessss! I have music class. Shoot! Keefe also has music class, and our desks are RIGHT NEXT to each other." Neela was talking to her imaginary friend Biana.
Biana has been her best, first, and only friend (other than Keefe) since Neela's sister went to university in Coquitlam (which is near Vancouver).
"I can't do this, Biana! I-I'm too nervous." Neela stuttered.
"Neela yes you can, remember that I will be right beside you the whole time." Biana said gently to Neela to make her more comfortable.
"Ok, let's do this." Neela said, acting confident.
Neela opened the door and walked into music class and sat down on the seat in front of the piano. Neela imagined that Biana was sitting beside her. She sat at the piano because she couldn't bare to look at Keefe, especially right beside him.
Keefe walked in after Neela and walked up to her.
"Neela, I really want to talk to you." Keefe asked.
"Well Keefe, I don't really have a need to talk to you." Neela said, trying to hold back a smirk, but still frustrated.
"Alright everyone! Hello. Today in music class we will be doing a dance instead." Mr. Panesar told the class.
"What! Why? Mr. Panesar, isn't this MUSIC class?" Neela shouted. Nobody wanted to dance, including Neela. " Why, yes Neela, this is music class, but I thought it would be fun to do something a little different. Is that alright? Kapich?" Mr.Panesar responded to Neela's question.
Mr. Panesar told everyone to pick a partner. All of a sudden it gets very loud. A big stampede of girls come over to where Keefe is sitting.
"Me, me, Keefe, be my partner!" says about all the girls in music class.
"Ay Ay Ay! Everyone stop what you are doing!!" Mr. Panesar said to the class.
"What is happening?! Why is everyone over here? Mr. Panesar shouted to the class.
"I think everyone wants to be my partner." Keefe told Mr. Panesar, while swarmed by all the girls.
"Ok if this is how it is, then I will pick partners. Everybody go back to your desks."
When the class settled down a bit Mr. Panesar randomly picked partners.
"Fitz and Maruca, Astin and Heather, Tate and Oralie, Ramira and Jensi, Alexine and Kenric, and Neela and Keefe." Mr. Panesar said.
"No no no! Mr. Panesar I CANNOT be with Keefe." Neela said, turning her head towards Keefe with an annoyed face. "Well there is nothing we can do, so you will have to deal with it, ok? This is a 2 week project." Mr. Panesar quarried with Neela.
"Ok, ok", Neela says, rolling her eyes at Keefe and Mr. Panesar.
Mr. Panesar pretended not to notice that one of his students rolled their eyes at him and continued to say, "Alright, everyone go find a spot on the floor and start thinking of a starting pose."
"Keefe, can you pick somewhere on the floor for dancing? WE are starting." Neela tells Keefe in a rude voice.
"Ok Neela", Keefe says sadly. "Neela, can we talk after this? I want to explain", Keefe asks politely, while whispering, so that no one in the class sees that they are arguing.
"I don't think that's a good idea, Keefe, you made a mistake that I will never forgive. You can't take it back." Neela says, quietly.
"I know, I know, I made a huge mistake, but I think I can fix our friendship because you don't know the whole story." Keefe tells Neela, sounding desperate.
"Fine, tell me after school." Neela said, still annoyed with him.
