Tennis Shoes are my Glass Slippers

Chapter 13

It was silent for a few moments. But within a few seconds we started to laugh.

"I can't believe that that just happened!" I exclaimed. We started to bust up at its thought of Mia falling into the punch bowl. I looked at him and his beautiful eyes. They were unlike anything i have ever seen. So blue that they looked like a blue ocean of sparkling diamonds.

"So, What do your parents do?" I asked, trying to get a good conversation going. He smiled.

"My Dad owns several buildings and manages several of them as well.Just like this one, the school asked my Dad if we could rent it out. My step-mom just stays home all day, or goes out getting mani-pedi's. She just likes to be spoiled." he laughed. I giggled. "What does your parents do?" he asked. I made a weak smile.

"My dad owns a very large writing company all over the world, and my Mom was a writer." I replied. He looked at me. I think that he understood why i said "was". I looked away from his eyes. I felt my eyes water, but i pushed them away. His hand cupped my cheek and made me look at him again.

"I'm so sorry." He said. I blushed and wiped away a small tear that escaped my eye. We stopped dancing. He took my hand and pulled me to the cute, old swing set that hung from the tree by the gazebo. I sat on the swing, while he gently pushed me.

"I haven't been on a swing set since i was 12." I laughed. He did a familiar chuckle. I knew that i had heard his voice somewhere at school, but i brushed it away so that i could just focus on the now. My shoe got stuck on the little rock in front of me, and it popped right off. He stopped pushing me and went to retrieve it.

"May i?" He said. I smiled at him, and kept quiet. He picked up my shoe. He examined it. "What is this made of? Crystal?" he said. I shrugged my shoulders. Honestly, i really didn't know. As far as i knew, it probably could. He slipped it back on my foot. We heard applause from the castle. He took my hand and pulled me back toward the building. They were announcing the King and Queen of the evening. Once we were inside, we worked our way as close as we could to the front. No one can vote, we have judges that go around and see the couples and which one would have the best friction. I looked over at the three judges. My jaw dropped, there was Linda at the judges table. She smiled at me.