Nathan chattered happily on about his day as Keeley drove Violet to her ballet lesson. She had decided when she was eleven that she wanted to be a professional ballerina so they had to increase the amount of lessons per week.
These days, she had about an hour and a half of practice every weekday and three of those days included pointe shoes. She never once complained about how much time it took up and, since she always completed her homework quickly, she still usually managed to have a bit of free time in the evenings.
She grabbed her ballet bag out of the trunk with a huff and said goodbye to everyone by name except Kaleb, who didn't get a goodbye at all. He wasn't very happy about it.
"Geez, all I did was tease her. Why does she have to be so sensitive?" he complained.
"She's a girl," Oliver said as if his brother was stupid. "Girls are sensitive."
