What if he doesn't?
What if I'm just reading too much into his kindness?
Ting ting!
Her thoughts shattered as her phone buzzed, a message lighting up the screen.
It was from Carl.
Carl: [Hey Nnenna! Somto and I found you a teacher. She's the best dancer we know. Actually, she's your course mate. Her name is Hannah. She agreed to teach you too! She'll be waiting for you in the Year One dance studio on Monday. She'll teach you before our private class so she can go home early and rest. She's a student too, you know.]
Nnenna blinked at the message.
That was fast... she thought absently, still half stuck in her emotional storm.
Hannah?
Her course mate?
How come I've never heard that name in class...?
She tilted her head, scrolling through her mental list of faces. But none of them matched the name.
Then something dawned on her.
"Oh my gosh... Carl!"
