Life in A Dance Routine

Life

-Nikki-
My life has changed so much! And I like it this way.
My phone rings next to me. Huh, what number is this?
"Hello?"
"Nikki?"
"Yes. Who is this?"
"It's Noah, Noah T-Bo."
"Sammy's Noah, I see." He clears his throat.
"Yeah. Um, about Sammy. Last night, she was in a car accident on her way home from a meeting. She didn't come through."
"Wait. What?"
"Sammy passed away yesterday."
Oh my God!
"Oh, um. Okay. Thanks for letting me know."
"yeah, I'll keep you updated."
"Okay."

Oh my God I lost one of my best friends! I have to tell Callie and Bethany. And fast. I get in my car and drive over there. I knock on the door.
"Hey Nikki. What's up?" Callie asks.
"Um, your mom home?"
"Yeah."
"Can I talk to her? Please."
"Yeah. Come in."
"Thank you."
"Mom, Nikki wants to talk to you."
"Coming!"
She walks down.
"Hey, what's up?"
"I just got a call. From Noah."
"Wait, Noah T-Bo?"
"Yeah."
She just looks at me.
"Something's happened?"
"Yeah."
"What is it?"
"It's Sammy."
Her face changes. It goes blank. Like this just changed the game.
"She, she passed away yesterday." I say quietly.
"Oh my god!"
"Wait, I heard the name Sammy and T-Bo." Anthony says.
"would you shut up Anthony." Karen says.
He just backs away quietly. Like he knows something has happened. He goes up the stairs.
"But hey, she's with Randy."
"That's true. She probably is racing with him right now."
"Yeah. Well, I got to run to teach a class. Let me know if you need anything."
"Okay."
-Karen-
"Anthony, come here."
He does.
"Am I going to get yelled at or something?"
"No. I need to tell you something."
"Okay."
"You might want to sit down."
He does.
"You looked up to Sammy didn't you?"
"Yeah."
"Well, then this is hard to tell you then." He looks at me, confused. "Sammy isn't here anymore."
"Well yeah, she's in Wisconsin."
"That's not what I meant."
"What? You mean."
"Yes, that's what I mean."
"How?"
"I don't know. Go look it up."
He grabs his laptop. He searches Sammy T-Bo. He clicks on an article marked, racer involved in tragic accident.
"Sammy T-Bo, on Friday, was involved in an accident on her way home from a meeting Friday night. She was left unconscious and with major injuries. The other driver was under the influence of alcohol."
"She got hit by a drunk driver." I say.
"Who got hit by a drunk driver?" Callie and Bethany ask.
"Uh."
"Sammy did. There." Anthony says.
"What! Is she okay?" Callie asks.
We're all quiet.
"She didn't make it did she?" Bethany asks.
"No. She didn't." I say.
They turn and go upstairs. How can this happen?
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I'm so glad to be back writing this story!
-K