Hiding Behind a Mask

Chapter 49- Dance Class

Lance yawns as he walks out in the warm afternoon spring air after school.  Today was so tiring, Hunk apologized like crazy, Keith was clingy to everyone acting like they were all going to hate him for forgetting, and Pidge was asking a million and one questions to understand how Keith forgets everything.

Lance was so ready for a nap after school, now he was walking Sarah to dance practice.  Sam had to go to the hospital for an appointment to check his heart, leaving Lance on babysitting duty.  The worst part was Sarah's practice was an hour and a half long.  He walked next to Sarah who was holding Rico's hand and skipping along.

The three walk in the building, Sarah runs to her class and Rico lead Lance to the child center.  Lance sat around and played with his brother and random other kids who wanted to play with him for some unknown reason.  Rico joined all the kids in wrestling Lance down, he was overthrown by children.

After what felt like forever Lance got up and walked around the gym with Rico, he didn't want to be alone with strangers.  He was so bored, how does Sam do this?  Well Sam is usually sitting around in a chair so he must be use to something like this.

He saw all the people running and lifting weights.  Lance walks over to the dumbells and picks up a forty, Rico tried picking up a ten.  Lance took it and hands Rico a five.  He copies Lance's movements.  Lance remembers the weight room when he first befriended Keith, he tried lifting his arms to the side, it's still hard.  Rico tried too and squeaks in pain.

"You okay?"

"My arm huwts."  He points out.  Lance took the weight from him and walks away before Rico tried something else.  They walked near the dance room, Lance watched the girls do their routine.  He smiles, remembering when he was in dance.  Rico looks at them and back at Lance.

"Lances is dancening fun?"

"Uh huh.  Dancing is fun but it's hard work."

"Weally?"

"Yeah."

"Can boys dance-ed?"  He asks, Lance laughs.

"Of course, Sam and I danced."

"What happened?"

"Well I had to quit because of the bad man and Sam got bullied by Antonio."

"Who Antonio?"  Rico asks, Lance stops and looks down.  That's right... Rico never got to know Antonio.  As far as Rico knows, he's just a stranger. 

"Um... no one Sweetie."

"No one?"  Rico shrugs, he didn't want to know who Antonio was anyways.  Lance saw the room next door was free.  He smiles and leads Rico inside.

"How about I teach you my first dance routine."

"You teach-ed me dancing?"  Rico asks happily.  Lance nods and pulls his phone out, he found the song he first danced to when he was in Cuba.  Kind of funny since the song was in English, his teacher had a thing for American singers.  Rico picks up the phone and looks at the song.

"This song is called Gold Digger, I didn't know what it was saying when I was younger."  Lance told his brother.  Rico gave him a judgemental look.  "I was six and knew little English!"

"I's two and know English."

"Cause we moved here when you were little."  Lance points out.  "You got to learn English right away."  Lance said.  "Whatever let me show you the routine to this."

He played the song again and started the routine he learned long ago and remembered the whole thing step by step, but that was because their teacher pounded this one into their heads.  Poor Lance, his first one and it was hard for most of the girls in his class.