Kat made it to the finals of whatever world competition she joined. I’ve never been much for dance, I was too clumsy for it but Kat I realized- she made her body into a work of art when she’s dancing.
Kyle and I came to watch her perform. Kat’s beautiful movements made my heart wrench in every possible way as every muscle in her body moved correctly in different ways. It was strange to watch a dancer. It’s as if her extensions and limbs were so controlled, flowing and moving at all the right places, sometimes looking so impossible.
“Lacey, I have to tell you something.” Kyle’s nervous voice spoke through my amazement of my best friend.
“What is it?” I ask distractedly, eyes never leaving Kat.
From my peripheral, I could see Kyle open and close his mouth several times before groaning
