I sigh and run my fingers through my hair. “Not as common as it should be, and that all depends on how you dance.” I had seen relationships ruined because of this. It is never fun.

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“What do you mean you didn’t know he had a girlfriend?”

“If I knew that he had a girlfriend I would have came and introduced myself to you, and ran through our routine with you to make sure that you are comfortable with it.”

She raises her hand to me as though she is going to hit me, and freezes like that. It seems as though there is a war going on within her. “What is your name again?”

“Aurora Summers.”

She remains frozen and then drops her hand. “I’ve heard of you. I’ve heard how respectful you are. I guess he really must not have told you he was dating someone.”

“He really didn’t.”

“Did you sleep with him?”

“No! We were just dance partners. We had no conversations outside of dancing and our routine.”

“Okay. I’m sorry for calling you out like this. You seem like a good person Aurora. But just know that if you are lying I will go crazy on you, white chick crazy.”

“I appreciate the heads up. But nothing happened.”

“I might break up with him anyways.” She says, clearly still mad, and annoyed that she had to change targets of her anger.

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“You have a look. The kind that says you have seen some stuff.” Luke’s voice snaps me out of the memory.

“I have.”

“That explains the look then, and since we are still just getting to know each other I feel it would be too personal for me to ask. Let’s go dance.”

“Absolutely. Do you know any country two-step already Luke?”

He smiles big and bright. “Actually, I do know some, I know exactly two steps... I didn’t think that you would know any, and all puns aside I am now really excited to do some dancing.”

I return his smile. “How did you get into dancing?”

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“My family are big country lovers, so my dad signed us all up. I really liked it so I kept going to their dances. My last girlfriend wasn’t the biggest fan of it though, so I haven’t danced for a while.” Luke puts on a painful cowboy accent.

“I’m sure that you will be able to pick it up quickly again. And, if you don’t mind, please stop with the bad accent. I just can’t even.”

“Well I know how to take criticism” luckily he goes back to his normal speech. “Guess we will have to wait and see how much I remember.”

“By any chance do you also know the country swing?”

“Hmm, a little bit but I am not that good at it so I’d rather stick to the two-step.”

“Alright, well I was going to do dance now. I’ll show you were the dance studio, if you don’t already know where it is and then I am going change clothes. This is good trekking around outside clothes, but I need clothes that are for dancing.”

“You know I think our rooms are right across the hall from each other. Making it weirder that we haven’t run into each other before today.” He ruffles his hair a bit. “Let’s just go to the second floor. I’ll wait in my room for you.”

“Okay.”

We quietly make our way to the second floor. Before going into my room I say, “Hey Noah I am going to change into some dance clothes and then go to the dance studio with Luke. If you can hear me you should join us.”

I sit on the floor in front of my clothes bags again. That’s it, after I dance a bit I was going to come in here are put these clothes away, and get everything tidied up. I know there was some significance to the fact I would clean the whole cabin but leave my room in disarray, significance I would not be looking into. I dig through the clothes just a little and easily pull out some dance clothes.

“Country dancing huh?” I have a bit of a sense of humor so pull out some clothes that I would see at a western dance night. A cute tank top and some cut off, daisy duke jean shorts. I stare at the daisy duke shorts and set them aside.

I didn’t think that I would be dancing with Luke the entire time. I grab some spandex type shorts, throw those on and toss a white skirt on top of it. I grab some dance flats as well.

“Ready to go.” I say and step out of my room. I see Luke standing outside of his room, it was just across the hall from me. Wait had that door always been there?

It looks like he was waiting for me. I raise an eyebrow when I see that he had thrown on some jeans and cowboy boots.

“What? I like to dress the part.” His smile is just so warm and friendly that I can’t help but shake my head.

My loose hair sticks to my face and I try to blow it out of the way. “Blech, hair. Does. Not. Taste. Good!” I give my head a vigorous shake. I had a hair tie around me wrist but I was holding my shoes so I would have to wait until we get to the studio to pull it up.

“I like to dress the part as well.” I say, and give a spin while walking, skirt twirling just right around me.

“Save that for dancing with me!” Luke declares.

“Oh fine, fine.”

“Wait, he is going to be dancing with you? No, that can’t be, it was supposed to be me first…” Noah asks, concerned.

“Yup, he knows how to country two-step. And as much as I can enjoy some dance solos, my favorite is still partner dancing.

“I see. So that is why, that doesn’t make him your partner does it. It isn’t like you like him more than me or anything, right? No, even if you did that’s okay, you can like whoever you want. But you don’t already like him more than me do you?” he asks, barely above a whisper.

“Noah, I would love to teach you how to dance as well, so you should work on your physical manifestation so we can do that,”

“Oh, is Noah here too?” Luke asks, growing excited. “Noah, can you say something to me?” He speaks loudly and slowly when attempting to communicate with the spirit.

“What are you doing? Can you not hear me?” Noah asks, a bit startled.

That startled me as well. Why wouldn’t Luke be able to hear Noah. I mean, I guess he couldn’t hear the cats either… ahh crap I sound like a crazy person.

“Did you just hear Noah ask you if you can hear him?”

“I really want to say yes, but no, no I did not.” he states.

“He seems just as confused as you as to why you can’t hear him. Maybe the two of you just haven’t been around each other enough yet? Maybe you have to be on the same wavelength or have a better understanding of one another?” I throw out, although I clearly have no idea what I am talking about.

“Well, that is worth considering It sounds like it might be right. Still strange though. Not that I’m saying you’re lying but, I can’t rule it out ya know.”

I shrug a bit. That was something that I could do nothing about right now, and we were at the dance studio. I understand that Luke wants to talk with Noah, but at the moment I was just not up for being a translator.

“That is something to think about later though.” I say and walk into the dance studio. A feeling rushes over me, nearly dropping me to my knees, head spinning.