The Ballerinas

Chapter 5: The Talk

   "Okay here we go." Said Jhon Helping in the room. He helped me on to the couch and sat me down.

  "Where's your doctors adress."

  "On The fridge."

  Jhon got a pillow and put it under my foot. He walked over to the kitchen and took the paper off the fridge. I started to ballance my foot on the pillow, and heard Jhon's leading towards my area:The living room. My phone is to his ear as he's walking back and forth of the floor of my living room. I tried to balance my foot again and head pulled up, and my eyes just laid there onto Jhons ass. I pulled my head and fluttered my eyes. I sat back and let out a big sigh and put my hand over my forehead.

  "Yes I would like to call in for Dr-"

  "Meghan." I whispered

  "Meghan...Yes um, I would like to know if you can fit in Jackson, Abigal...Uh-Huh...Thank You...You Too."

  "They said thay can fill you in today but we got to be there in like..." He looks at his watch, as I glare at his abs, "16 minutes, so_" He grabs for my arm but I stop him  and say, "Wait! I-I need a wrap for my ankle."

  "Okay, where do you keep--"

  "Left cabinet in the kicthen."

  He grabbed the wrap and tore the white paper of the bottom, and wraped it around my foot.

     "S--, Never mind." He said

"What."

"Nothing."

  "No tell me, Coach interuppted you and now you, have a chance to--"

 "Okay, Fine!" He frustrated. "Again, when I meant "us" I meant a couple and even if you said yes you would problably disgusted."

  "Well you have 3 chances to prove me wrong and since you couldn't do that this morning, let's do it tonight."

  "Alright, fine." He said he picked me up and I stopped him.

"To be honest the ankle only started to hurt on dance floor ever since I got in the car it stopped."

" Oh." He put me down and started to walk off.

  "I didn't say stop though-"

  "I knew you wouldn't."

He helped me into the car and sat me down.

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I walked into the docters office over to the sign-in sheet, I sign in and  and find a seat in the wait room and wait for my name to be called.

 "AbiGail." I look to my side and see my brother and Kid in his arms asleep with a red face.

  "Tony, hey what er you doing here?"

  "He's got a fever."

  "Oh, s-so how's Snow,"

  "She's good, she's good, she got manager at the new store."

  "That's good. well Jhon-"

  "Abigail Jackson, ankle check-up."

  "What happend."

  "Ankle popped in class rehearsal I'll be fine it doesn't hurt."

  I walked over to the door and motined for Jhon to come into the officw with me. We walked through the door and becamed walcome to the smell of Tounge Depressours.

  "Sit in room 52A, and Dr.Mehgan will be with you shortly." We scaned the office and looked for room 52A. And once we found it we walked straight into the room. I stopped and bumped into Jhon, he knew I was scared of the docters.

  "It's okay all their going do is ask some questions, take an x-ray, and tell you the results."

  "Really." I said we walked over into the room and sat in the seats.

  "Yeah, you'll be fine right after they, you know slice it open an-"

  "What?!" I got out of my seat and headed for the door. Jhon grabbed my arm, which made me lunged backwords.

  "I'm kidding, I'm kidding." I sighed and sat down.

  "Why would you tell me that knowing I hate the doctors."

  "I like to kid around with you."

  "Well dam-" I soon as I opened my mouth Dr. Mehgan came in, he pulled out the office chair and sat in it.

  "So what seems to be the promblem here, I see a wrapped ankle, Ms. AbiGail dances,"

  "I did a leap and my ankle popped."

  "Oh well that's no promblem does it hurt."

  "Well no not really."

  "Okay stand on you ankle for me."

  I did an Arabesque and fell on the floor.

  "Well that's not good." Said Jhon as he helped me up.

  "Your right, well it looks like all you have to do it stop dancing for 2-3 weeks."

  "Wait I can't miss that much, if I do they'll pick my alternate for the recital, and the Showcase is in a week."

  "Okay well, you see my 10 year old daughter is a dancer ans she's had this before , I ques what she did was practice that same postion in order to make it work."

  "So what your saying is practice one dance set on my ankle and I'll be good as new?"

  "Yup, Your good to go comeback anytime I'm always here."

  "Thank you."

  Jhon helped me up and walked me out of the office, he looked behinde us and said, "10 year old daughter how old is he 40?"

  "29 had the girl at age 19."

  "Oh thanks for telling me. I was confused."