“Melly, pick up your feet. We aren’t doing a ‘shuffle.’ Good… good. Now, turn, two three four. Kick.” Melody finished the dance routine, every muscle in her body screaming. “Okay, Melody. Take five.” She collapsed against the wall, too tired to open the water bottle sitting next to her. She managed to raise her head long enough to see Ginger bounce over wearing a hot pink body suit.
“Turn off the suit, Ginger.” Melody teased as she let her head fall back to the floor and threw her arm over her head to shield her eyes. “Where in the world did you find that color?”
“Aw, don’t be that way, Melly. I’ve seen you wear boots this color. Except they had sequins on them. Real flashy.” She sat down next to Melody and opened the water for her. “You’re pretty good you know.”
“I’m a musician, not a
