I woke up the next morning grabbed hope and put her in her car seat and drove off.
When i arrived at the interview. The an asked me a bunch of questions. I drove home and let hope go back to sleep. Carlos came over and watched hope as i went to the ballet place.
I turned on the music and practiced.
Spit , up , twist, jump , twist jump ,split, turn....
As i continued this and more a man walked in.
"Hello ?" he said politely.
"Hello! how do you do" replied.
"Good.... " he looked around then back to me.
"Well , I'm Larry G. Solas. I'm the PDT of CPSOD." He looked at me and smiled.
"Um.. " not knowing what any of that meant.
"PDT means Professional Dance Teacher and CPSOD means California's Private School Of Dance" he said.
I looked at him shocked.
"And i was watching you through the window. I absolutely love your dancing. Who taught you ?" he asked.
"I-i taught myself. "
He thought for a second.
"Would you like to be part of our school? We will give you a full scholarship !"
"Um but i have a daughter. "I said
"Daycare for when she isn't in school " he said with ease.
"Ok" i said and smiled. He handed me his number and walked out.
I waited till his car drove off then turned around and screamed.
"YES !YES !YES! YES !YES!"
"Yes what?" asked a familiar voice of my friend Tammy.
"The CPSOD asked me to join!" i said.
She cocked her head to the side and stared questionably.
I quickly explained what it meant then she jumped and yelled in happiness with me.
Maybe things are going my way. I thought.
I went to McDonalds and ordered two Big Macs and two large fries with two large dr. peppers. Hey! even though shes four she can eat!!!!
I picked up hope from school we went home and ate our dinner. What a day.
