In the end (II)

The girls are dancing in a circle. Wyn is in the middle of the circle trying to perform a break dance. I laugh at her failed attempts, holding El closer to me as we sway gently to a rhythm in my head. El wrinkles her nose in disappointment, her fingers intertwine with mine and I spin her in a lazy circle.

“You’re not supposed to be laughing at them,” she says as their mother dearest. “You cheer them up.”

True. But it was funny. Wyn waves, Bren does the same. Brianna does not spare us a glance. Like me and El, she has two left legs. She can’t dance but she is better than us. I wrap my arms around El from behind, tucking my head into her shoulder. She smells delicious. I can’t wait to have her alone. 

The music filters into my ears, I close my eyes and the lyrics wrap around my heart. 

“What’s Josh doing?”

My eyes fly open. Josh is at one of the two canopies with Joy. Most of the g