Allison chose to play Moon River without its lyrics. “You got it? Dance to this song, Moon River. Be as expressive as you can be..Trust your partner.” Suddenly, Dawn turned away from Keenan and stood straight. Allison thought it odd but when she looked at Dawn’s face, she realized that she was getting ready. Keenan observed her posture, he trembled slightly. When the music started, it was as if they were the only people in the room. Dawn danced backward a few steps before twirling to face him who had danced to meet her in the middle. 

At the conference room, a long table was prepared on one side with beverages and snacks. There were also long tables forming an L on the other side of the room and chairs behind it. In the front was the decorated board that said, ‘Welcome Guest Teachers!’. The room was air-conditioned, giving them a cooling feeling as soon as they entered. It was a much welcomed change after being outside in hot weather.“Hello Miss Mal!” Allison greeted Mallory as soon as she entered. “Come sit with me..” Mallory saw that there were two vacant seats next to her. “Let’s go.”

“Huh? Did your class just end?” Tara glanced at her watch, seeing that Dawn came later than usual for lunch. “Yeah, the teacher had me and another student stay behind..” She nodded, washing her hands. “Oh? What for? Is something wrong?” She tilted her head to the side and her brows were about to meet. “To check our vocal range.” Tara’s brows shot up. She didn’t expect that kind of answer. ‘Checking vocal range?’ 

All the way to the cafeteria, the students glanced at them. They were an unusual pair to see. One is a Senior and the other is a Junior Student. They were also of the opposite sexes. But what was really surprising was that Keenan was the golden boy while Dawn was wrapped up in a bad reputation for chasing boys and playing truant from school. “Hold on. Is Keenan carrying a girl’s bag?” The student gasped. “What? What? What did you say?” Another tugged the student’s arm. “Just look. He’s carrying two bags. One is his and the other is a girl’s bag!” The student pointed her shak

Claire had always been an admirer of Keenan just like other girls. The only times she could catch a glimpse of him was when their school had joint events with Trinity Institute. Just like this workshop. This time, however, she didn’t expect to be standing only a few steps away from him. She was miffed when she found out that Dawn had been talking in a friendly manner with Keenan without even considering her. The last time they saw each other was on Giancarlo’s birthday. And at that time, they were already asking her for Keenan’s phone number. That time, Dawn said that she had no interaction with Keenan at all. Now, suddenly--they were even talking so casually? Couldn’t she be a good childhood friend and ask for his number for her? “She said