Debbie steps up

Me! - Both girls say it at once.

No, me! I was here first! - Tamara argues.

So what?! - Debbie rebukes like bickering teenagers.

Girls, girls... Do any of you have places to be at school y any chance? - I ask snuggly, trying to sound smart and end the discussion quickly by showing them how they're arguing over nothing.

I've got ballet in 40 minutes! I can't be late again! - Debbie blurts out, wiggling a duffle bag, probably with her gear inside.

Ballet huh? Interesting. - I reply paying closer attention to her body. - She's not as slender as Alice, but also doesn't have the thicker legs and booty of Tamara. She is however taller than the other girls and has pretty long legs, which I guess makes sense.

Well, Tamara? What's your rush then?

I, er... I don't have ballet it anything today but I... was first! - She mumble, almost embarrassed but trying not to show.

C'mon, Tams. I know you girls are competing against each other and all that, but you're still colleagues. We gotta show some compassion, imagine if it were you, huh? Plus, you get even more time to come up with your best farewell.

C'mon, Debbie, in you go. - I tell her, closing the door as Tamara takes a seat on the hallway bench.

So... a ballerina, huh? Who would've thought!

Yeah, I... Started when I was six.

Wow, you must be really good! How far away is the dance school?

Hmm, like 15 minutes. Ten if I rush...

25-ish minutes to say goodbye to your favorite teacher, then! Make them count!

But... Like what did the other girls do? Was Erica wet on the way out? I'm not really... Sure what you expect...

I can't tell you, Erica. It wouldn't be fair to them if you knew. You've been attending the "Olympics", I'm sure you're getting an idea of what appreciate, right? As long as you don't reenact the "nut cracker" we should be fine heheh.

Debbie covers her mouth stifling a laugh. - We were actually practicing for that last week. The But Cracker, I mean.

Well, that's not... exactly how I wanna say goodbye to you.

Hahaha I bet not...

So tell me, Debbie. How will be bidding me farewell today?