It was now 5:48 p.m, and still no one is here besides Mario and I. We sat down on the bench and just talked for a bit.
"So, what are you doing here?" He asked.
"Well, I'm starting this new academy. Well I was suppose to. What are you doing here though?"
"I actually dance now. I know, hard to believe, but it's true. Although, I'm not very good."
"Are you kidding me? Mario you're amazing. I saw you."
"Nah. I'm not that good. Hey, you should dance."
"Like...right now?" I said nervously.
"Yes. Let me go get my phone to play music."
Before I could stop him, he ran to get his phone. Just because I've known Mario for a few years, doesn't mean I'm fine with dancing in front of him. I'm even shy to dance in front of my mom.
He came back with his phone and started to play music.
"Go ahead." He told me.
"Okay..." I said.
He pressed play on his IPhone, and i stood up. It was a song from a ballet album. So I was dancing like a ballerina now basically. I started to actually feel comfortable. I even forgot Mario was there. As I was doing my turns, I was staring at myself through the mirror. I noticed my hair was falling down, but I didn't care. I felt free and alone again.
I felt happy.
