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the time and place to egg me, or something.
Sam continued after a pause.“Hey, we could drive
you,” she said to the group, trying to sound as though
it had just occurred to her. She looked at one of the
other girls. “Well, Giny could, she’s near you, I’ve got
practice to organize.” I recalled that I hadn’t told her
where I lived.
She added apologetically,“It’s early starts, late
finishes.” I wondered if I should ask what practice
was exactly, but she assumed I knew. “Do you have
any friends? Here, yet?” Sam inquired.
I thought it was obvious.
“No, actually,” was my flat reply. I bit my lip.
“Well you could be friends with us, we won’t bite.”
She looked into my eyes. “Are you different, Lila?”
I shrugged.
“Tell me how?” Sam’s eyes glistened at me as
though it was crucial to know. She tapped my hand,
so quickly, that I hardly felt it.
“Tell us why you’re here.” Her eyes narrowed.
I hardly knew what to say. I felt a rush of blood.
“Sam!” One of the guys behind us called so
abruptly that I jumped. She chimed “Okay” in their
direction and with a swish of her straight opaque
hair, she slid off her seat and marched out of earshot
towards them. I noticed a soft, concerned expression
on the russet faced boy. Sam didn’t bother to excuse
herself from our conversation as she joined the bench
where the boys were seated. I felt odd for a moment,
maybe a little disorientated. But I put it down to the
effects of sudden social interaction.
The other girls looked at me. Bianca the curlyhaired girl to my right broke the short silence.
“Why did you move here?” She shifted a little
closer, tentatively.
“Um, lots of reasons, um.” I breathed in. “My parents divorced-” Before I could mention anything else,
the smaller petite girl Giny interrupted.
“-do you dance?” she blurted, also sliding up
closer.
I swallowed hard.
“No.” I smiled shyly. I realized what it was about
them that made them seem more regal. They were
all dancers. Their bodies were taught and lean, like
gymnasts. It made sense - the parity of matching
skirts -these girls were the Dolphins, and until that
moment I hadn’t realized it.
“You know how, don’t you?” she said looking at
the red-haired girl with lucent green eyes who sat to
the far left of the table.
“Well, that depends on what kind of dancing.” I
raised my eyebrows, sensing a motive. At that same
moment the redhead, Lily, looked up behind her and
gestured to her friend, the blonde Samantha on the
phone. Sam gestured back and Lily left to join her
without so much as an apologetic look. I glanced in
their direction. The conversation had taken a serious
tone and she spoke low into the group at the other
table. This place was starting to make St Agatha’s
Catholic Girls School look like a walk in the park.
They stopped and shifted their glance to me, as
though aware I was watching. I hurriedly turned my
focus back to my audience of two, the petite, dark
brown-haired girl Giny, and Bianca with her dirty
blonde curls and light blue eyes. “We have a troupe,”
she confessed, continuing to ignore Lily’s exit:“We
are short one, since-” She trailed off - “since the last
girl left, so we were wondering if you would join us?”
“You don’t have to be good,” offered Giny
enthusiastically.“Just coordinated, strong and flexible?” she questioningly stated, glancing at the other
girl, Bianca, unsure if she had said too much, perhaps.
Giny lowered her voice as she slyly gestured around
the lunch line. “You could join us. There’s slim pickings here. We would be happy to have you.”
I recalled the student body, which had failed to
acknowledge me. And in stark contrast the pretty fitness fanatics with straight posture who now suddenly
were offering a shelter from the cold shoulder.
This was quite possibly my worst nightmare and
deepest fantasies rolled into one. Bec and I would
have