4 Bad Day for Ballet by Carolyn Keene

Author:Carolyn Keene [Keene, Carolyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aladdin
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Nancy wiped her fingers on her napkin and picked up the notebook. On the line below Brenda’s name, she wrote: Jerry Cutter.

Nancy and her father washed the breakfast dishes. Then they put a new bell on Nancy’s blue bike. Nancy spent the rest of the morning reading a library book. But she found it hard to pay attention. She kept thinking, I have to find the tape by three o’clock tomorrow!

When Hannah got back, she made Nancy tuna salad for lunch. After lunch Nancy biked over to Bess’s house. She carried her ballet slippers and notebook in her backpack. When she got to Bess’s house, George’s red bike was already leaning against the front steps.

“You’re finally here,” Bess said as she opened the door. “Wait till you see what I’ve got.” Bess led the way to the living room.

“Look!” she said, pointing to the coffee table.

Nancy saw tubes of lipstick, a blush compact, and some green eye shadow. Bess was holding a large hand mirror.

“My mom gave me the makeup,” Bess explained. “She said we could practice with it. I think good makeup is just as important as good dancing.”

“Give me a break!” someone muttered.

Nancy glanced around the room. She saw George’s dark curls poking over the top of an armchair. The chair had been turned to the wall.

George leaned around the side of the chair. She was holding a comic book. “Watch out,” she said to Nancy. “Or Bess will rub that goop all over your face.”

Nancy laughed. She picked up one of the lipsticks. It would be fun to play with the makeup. But they had to practice the dance.

“I’ve got an idea,” Nancy said to Bess. “Let’s spend ten minutes doing makeup. Then we’ll dance until you learn the steps.”

“Ten minutes!” George groaned. “The longest ten minutes of my life!”

Nancy tried two of the lipsticks. Bess made her cheeks bright red with blush. George kept as far away from the makeup as possible. She moved chairs and small tables to the side of the room. She kept checking her watch.

“Bong!” George yelled. “Time’s up!”

The three girls began practicing the mermaids’ waltz. Nancy did the steps in front of Bess. Bess tried to follow her. George watched Bess and tried to catch mistakes. She also tried to hum the mermaid music.

Bess wrinkled her nose and put her hands over her ears. “That music sounds pretty weird,” she said.

George shrugged. “I guess I’m not a very good singer.”

Nancy giggled. “Maybe you could just clap the time the way Madame does.”

The girls went over the steps again and again. At the end of an hour Bess could do the dance with very few mistakes.

“Time for a break,” Bess said. She flopped onto the sofa.

“Hey,” George protested, “I was just getting warmed up.”

Bess moaned. “How about cooling off? With a chocolate ripple ice cream cone. We could bike down to Sugar ’n’ Spice.”

Mrs. Marvin gave them permission—after the lipstick and blush were washed off. The girls jumped on their bikes and headed toward Sugar ’n’ Spice, four blocks away.

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