And We Danced by Toni Mari

Author:Toni Mari [Mari, Toni]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2013-12-21T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Powerful, majestic music boomed from the speakers in the indoor. Kate and I sat in the observation room with the door open into the ring. Sound wave bars flashed up and down on the screen of Kate’s laptop in time to the music. I closed my eyes and imagined trotting down the centerline on Windsong while this song played. I made a face. I wasn’t feeling it and I shook my head at Kate. “Not so much. Try another one.”

The other day Kate had timed Windsong’s gaits. She had a program on her computer that categorized music by tempo. We were listening to different songs, hoping to find a few that we liked and could start to work with as we created my musical freestyle. She put on another pulsing classical piece. I closed my eyes again.

“Morning, ladies.” At Cory’s voice my eyes popped open. I bit my lip as I sat up straighter in my seat. He slouched into a chair next to me.

“Morning,” I rasped, feeling my face heat up. His smile sent little flutters up and down my spine. I wasn’t expecting to see him today. I wasn’t sure how I should act. After dropping me off and kissing me goodnight in my driveway, neither of us had mentioned what would come next. I had spent the morning silently agonizing over whether he would speak to me ever again. I stared at him but was speechless.

“Hey, Cory,” Kate said. “What’s up?”

“Nothing much. What are you guys doing?” He looked back at me.

Luckily Kate was busy scrolling through music selections, so she didn’t notice my panic. I squirmed as he continued to watch me. A little smile lifted the corners of his mouth, amusement in his eyes. I narrowed my eyes at him and stuck out my tongue. His eyebrows flew up and he gave me a full-blown smile. Good thing I was already sitting down.

“Picking songs for Jane’s musical freestyle. How about this one?” Kate hit a key and violins broadcasted from the speakers.

Cory shook his head. “Not classical. Elton’s classy and all, but he needs something rockin’, powerful. Something bursting with energy, not prissy ballet music,” Cory stated.

“Elton?” Kate asked, a puzzled look on her face.

“Cory calls Windsong Elton, after Elton John. Because he sings that song ‘Candle in the Wind,’ a song about wind. Get it?” I explained.

Kate chuckled. “You’re a piece of work,” she said to Cory. “But Jane rides conservatively. If we pick music that demands more power than she can handle, we’re just asking for a bad performance.”

“How long until the first performance?” Cory asked.

“About six weeks.”

“No problem,” Cory said confidently. “We’ll have her powering around by then.”

Kate gave him a considering look, but then her phone chimed. She glanced at it and said, “I gotta take this, it’s Brianna’s mom. Be right back.” She hopped off the chair and went outside.

Cory watched me from under his hat. I fussed with my ponytail, looked away, feeling suddenly shy. He smiled. “We should try some Elton songs, or maybe Train or Coldplay,” he suggested.

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