Friday Night Antics II

“Hey Brad! Trent! What’s up?” greeted CC as the girls crossed the room together to join the boys. The two boys turned around.

“Guess what CC? You need to tell your dad that Brian’s going to quit tomorrow,” said Brad. Brad Timberall was tall standing a full six foot two. His hair was dark brown in color, as were his eyes. On his face there were the tell-tale signs of a beard trying to be grown.

“Why should I have to tell him about that?” inquired CC.

“So that your dad can have something to celebrate about,” answered Brad. CC laughed.

“I think my dad will jump up and down with joy!” We all laughed because we knew how glad Mr. Connor would be to get rid of Brian. It was suspected that Brian had been stealing groceries from the shopping carts of old ladies.

“But isn’t he trying to earn enough money for college?” piped up Annie.

“His grandfather died two days ago and left him a load of money,” said Trent. Prior to this statement by Trent Annie had been trying to avoid looking at him, but now her attention was forced to him.

Trent Bailey was exactly has CC had described him. He was taller than Brad and instead of trying to grow a beard, Trent had his sideburns. His blue eyes were something that girls everywhere yearned that their boyfriends had. Indeed, even Annie would involuntarily imagine going out with Trent whenever he looked down at her with those eyes of his.

“His grandpa died? That’s so sad!” exclaimed CC.

“I actually think he’s a lot better off now. Brian was his only family,” remarked Trent.

“I’ll second that,” said Annie. Annie briefly caught the glance that Trent gave her.

“So how much did he inherit exactly?” asked CC.

“Around 500,000 dollars,” answered Trent. “But I know he’ll blow all of that in only a month.”

“Looks like he’ll still need his job then,” said CC. “But I don’t think he’ll ever get it back.”

“Serves him right,” said Brad.

“So did you all get your applications turned in for the Fireman’s Scholarship?” asked CC of the group.

“Turned that one in yesterday,” said Brad. “I hope I get at least 500 dollars there. If I do, I’ve got my whole freshmen year at Liberty all paid.”

“That’s great!” said Annie. “I’m glad I don’t have to fill out any scholarship application forms.” Annie couldn’t help but to smile.

“Yeah yeah, we know,” said CC wearily. “You’ve got your big full ride scholarship to Huron. I almost hope you break your leg in your first ever college basketball game.”

“Or better yet,” said Trent with a smile. “How about your first practice?”

“Come off it Trent,” said Brad. “You know you don’t wish that on Annie.” CC and Annie shot each other quick looks. “But Annie isn’t the only one here with a full ride, now is she?”

Everyone turned to look at Trent, who was looking a bit sheepish with his gaze suddenly directed at the floor.

“Well Trent?” questioned CC. “Is there anything that you would like to tell us?” Trent sighed and rolled his eyes.

“I have no idea how,” he said as a disclaimer. “But somehow I had the best Tenor Sax tryout. Liberty gives out full scholarships to musicians who are at the top of each section.”

“Oh Trent! I’m so happy for you!” said CC.

“But I have no idea how I got it!” said Trent. “I felt as if I did amazingly horrible in my tryout!” This time it was Brad who rolled his eyes.

“Come off it Trent,” he said wearily. “You are a lot better than you give yourself credit for.”

“For real Trent,” said Annie. “You should have heard yourself at the Jazz Band concert. You did amazing on your solo!” Trent’s eyes immediately lit up. It seemed to Annie that he was going to say something about her that she didn’t want to hear, so she spoke up first. “So how are your scholarships coming CC?

“I’m not really applying to many,” CC answered. “Daddy says he’ll pay for my college education no matter what the cost.”

“Isn’t Carver University suppose to be one of the most expensive art schools in the country?” asked Trent.

“Yeah, so?” she answered. The other three friends looked at each other and shook their heads.

“I still can’t believe you’re going all the way to California to study art CC.” commented Brad.

“What’s wrong with studying art?” asked CC.

“It’s not what’s wrong with studying art necessarily,” replied Brad. “It’s that you’re going so far away to do it!”

“What makes you think that I can study art better here in Ohio?”

“Because I’m here in Ohio and my body is a work of art!”

“Oh dear,” remarked Annie sardonically. “Looks like Brad’s going to have to stay here tonight.”

“Why do I have to stay here?” asked Brad.

“Because you’re not going to be able to fit your head through the door to get out!” exclaimed Annie, and everyone started laughing at Brad’s crest fallen face.

“Okay folks! Looks like we’ve got enough couples for a few squares, so let’s get started!” said the Caller over the microphone by the band. As the friends had been talking, at least thirty other people had come into the dance hall and paid for their tickets. At this announcement by the Caller people began to form squares around the dance hall with their partners and friends. Brad turned to Annie.

“Just for that I’m going to have to be CC’s partner and leave you to dance with Trent,” he retorted, and offered his arm to CC. She took it with a smile and they walked over to a square with only two other couples. Trent turned to Annie.

“Looks like you’re suppose to dance with me as some sort of cruel punishment,” he joked. Annie laughed.

“Little does Brad know that a worse punishment would be to dance with him!” answered Annie. Mentally she kicked herself when she realized that what she had said might have encouraged Trent’s affection for her. She tried to laugh it off with Trent as the two joined Brad and CC in their square.

Music: any square dance tune.

Formation: four couple square.

Steps: square dance walk.

Introduction:

All join hands and circle left

The other way back

Swing your partner and promenade

Figure:

Ladies to the center and back to the bar

Men to the center and a right-hand star

Change to left hands and do the other way

Go by your partner and pick up the next

The ladies swing in, and the gents swing out

And form that Texas star again…

And swing the lady round and round

…and promenade…

Repeat from the beginning picking up a new partner each time (“go by the last and pick up the next”) until original partners are reached.

Ending:

Allemande left

Grand right and left (all the way around)

Promenade your partner home.