Flipped Out

Chapter 4

  Instead of going home I headed to the Bronzies studio. Might as well get used to the place where i'll be dancing. I went out to the center of the room and started dancing. I felt all my emotions swirl around me. You don't need Natalie anymore she's worthless. I was always the stronger one. Thoughts like these swirled through my head. Soon I finished and was drenched with sweat. Panting hard I didn't notice anyone come in.

    "Wow your a great dancer,", A deep voice came from the doorway where a guy was leaning. " Oh I was just-" The guy came even closer until he was a foot away. "Why is a fine dancer like you not in the AS's studio?" He asked. Heat rose to my cheeks. "Let's just say its a long story.", I reply. The guy simply sat down and waited. " I don't go around telling strangers my life story." , I say. " Well let's fix that. I'm Dré.", Guy now known as Dré says. "Is it short for something?", I question. " Maybe. See now we're not strangers.", Dré says. I start to laugh . " Well it begins like this..." I proceed into telling him all of what happened . The whole time Dré sat there and listened attentively. " Wow", was what he said after.

   I looked at my watch, and it was 4: 15pm. "Well I better get going, I have homework to do.", I say . " Wait hold on a sec.", Dré says. He grabs a piece of paper and writes something on it. He gives it to me, and without a good-bye, he vanishes. I didn't even tell him my name.

  As I walk to the bus station, many questions come to me. As I take my seat at the back of the bus, I started to unfold the piece of paper Dré gave me. " Get up off of MY seat." Only one person would cause drama and that would be Marcia, Patricia's older sister. " Marcia you know this is a free bus and we can sit anywhere.", I say. "Anywhere but here." I sigh silently. " Why don't you find another empty seat Marcia." "Why don't you move to the front of the bus, where the busdriver will make sure you don't fall asleep." , Marcia retorts. What Marcia was talking about was a honest mistake of accidently sleeping, and missing my bustop in 2nd grade.

    "Hey you two in the back take your seats I got a bus to drive!", the busdriver yelled. " Do you want to do this the easy or hard way.", Marcia said. I didn't even reply before she sits roughly on my lap. " We can go now busdriver!" Marcia calls. I look to see the driver shake his head but pulls out of the station. " Can you please get off me now?", I ask Marcia. " Not till my busstop." "But that's after mine!" , I protest. "Should've thought about that before taking MY seat." , she replies. " Free bus", I mutter to myself. " Better make yourself comfy " Marcia says. She's killing my legs, but the last thing you do with Marcia is admit defeat. She'll you it as ammunition.

   " What do we have here?", Marcia is grabbing Dré's note from me. "Hey!" I cry. " Worthless." And with that Marcia tosses the note out the window. Instead of freaking out I sat there patiently until Marcia's busstop came. I hopped out of my seat and practically flew out of the bus.

   Now the most important question hung in the air as I tried to get the circulation back to my legs. HOW in the world was I getting home tonight ?