Post by Chrissie/Mel on Oct 24, 2007 0:01:32 GMT -5
"Ouch!" Melody leaned forwards instantly and pushed Crystal back who had been poking at her swollen foot.
"You big baby!" Crystal chirped.
"I just twisted my ankle. Do you mind?" Melody groaned. "Oh the Recital. I had a lead part." She leaned back on the sofa and covered her face with her gloved hands.
Crystal had been there in the auditorium when it happened. Mel had down a jump and had slipped. Her powers were triggered instantly and no one could go near her. It was the first time her class mates knew of her powers. They had all glared at her like she was some piece of filth. It was down to Chrissie to call Clara.
"I don't think they'd want to dance with you after that." Chrissie mumbled. Melody peaked through her fingers then dropped her hands.
"What do you mean Chrissie?" She asked slightly worried. Dancing was her life. Before Crystal could reply clara came in with an icepack and a glass of asprin. "Phoned your mom, Tristan and Your dance teacher. Told them you'd be staying her for a few days where I could keep an eye on you."
Clara handed her the Asprin and gently put the ice pack on her foot.
"But But..." Melody began. Clara waved her finger. "No buts. Crystal I need to talk to you." Clara turned to Crystal and Melody could almost sence that trouble would follow.
Melody watched them leave and dropped the glass on the table turning her head to face the window. No more dancing. No more Ryan and no more freedom for a whole two or free weeks... How would she cope?
"You big baby!" Crystal chirped.
"I just twisted my ankle. Do you mind?" Melody groaned. "Oh the Recital. I had a lead part." She leaned back on the sofa and covered her face with her gloved hands.
Crystal had been there in the auditorium when it happened. Mel had down a jump and had slipped. Her powers were triggered instantly and no one could go near her. It was the first time her class mates knew of her powers. They had all glared at her like she was some piece of filth. It was down to Chrissie to call Clara.
"I don't think they'd want to dance with you after that." Chrissie mumbled. Melody peaked through her fingers then dropped her hands.
"What do you mean Chrissie?" She asked slightly worried. Dancing was her life. Before Crystal could reply clara came in with an icepack and a glass of asprin. "Phoned your mom, Tristan and Your dance teacher. Told them you'd be staying her for a few days where I could keep an eye on you."
Clara handed her the Asprin and gently put the ice pack on her foot.
"But But..." Melody began. Clara waved her finger. "No buts. Crystal I need to talk to you." Clara turned to Crystal and Melody could almost sence that trouble would follow.
Melody watched them leave and dropped the glass on the table turning her head to face the window. No more dancing. No more Ryan and no more freedom for a whole two or free weeks... How would she cope?
