“Is this because you want tacos?”
“Yeah,” I say. “Probably. I do have a craving for good Mexican food.”
He grins. “Then let’s get tacos.”
I nod and pull out my phone. “Let me see if I can find a place with tacos and salsa dancing.” I know it’s a longshot that I will find the same establishment that Katherine and her friends are going to, but it’s still worth a try.
Chapter Fifteen
Katherine
“Marina, you are so much fun,” Brielle giggles as we all walk down the street to get some hot dogs. Marina is walking ahead of us, pretending she’s a Supermodel on a Catwalk and she is waving at every hot guy that walks past us.
“I’m so tired,” I say and I massage my calves as we walk. “And why do I have zero rhythm?”
“None of us has rhythm,” Willow says as we stop next to a street vendor. “Which made the night even funnier, because everyone thought we were taking ourselves so seriously.”
“What do you mean none of us have rhythm?” Marina says, looking slightly aghast and offended. “What about me? I thought I did well.”
“Really Marina?” Willow gazes at her in surprise.
“Honey, I just met you tonight, and I love you,” Brielle says, wrapping her arms around her, “but you have zero rhythm.”
“What? I thought I was doing well,” Marina pouts.
Brielle starts laughing. “It’s a good thing that you can act and sing, because I don’t think dancing is your thing.” I freezefor a second, worried that Marina will start crying or take it personally, but she just looks at Brielle and starts laughing.
“I know. I was in ballet lessons when I was younger, and the ballet teacher told my mom that she felt like she was doing a disservice taking her money because I was so bad,” she laughs. “I wonder if that’s why I didn’t make it as a Rockette.”
“You were a Rockette?” I ask in absolute shock.
“I mean, I was never a real Rockette, but I did have hope. Katherine, thank you so much for inviting me out tonight. I had so much fun. You guys are amazing, and I’m so glad that y’all live in the city now because I’ve been hoping to make friends like you.”
“Aww, you are so sweet,” Willow says. “We’re so glad to have met you as well. You are so fun, and I really hope that you make it on Broadway.”
“Oh, she’s definitely going to make it,” Brielle says. “How could she not? She’s stunning.”
“Thank you,” Marina says, then her face lights up.
“Is everything okay?” I ask her nervously. I recognize that look on her face from the office and I’m scared of what’s about to occur.
“Yeah. I just had this brilliant monologue that came to mind.”
“Oh,” I say, wondering if it’s actually going to be brilliant or just brilliant in her head. I do not want to encourage her.
“When Rome was taken,” she says dramatically, holding her hand up. “I fought. I fought hard because I knew what it was to be a fighter.” She stomps her feet into the pavement and Brielle jumps in surprise.
“Is everything okay?” Brielle asks, confused. “What happened in Rome?”
“I think she may be acting,” Willow says, giving me an amused glance.
I smile nervously because I know Marina is just getting started.
“Oh, do you not know that line?” Marina asks. “I thought it was famous.”
“You thought that line was famous?” I ask her before I can stop myself.
“The fall of Rome,” she says in a thunderous voice. “It was devastating to all of us, but even more so to Caesar.” She points at me like I’m her opponent in a boxing ring. “Down with him. Down with Caesar.”
