By Kelsey Gross
Pink headband? Check.
Heart sweatshirt? Check.
Rose skirt and leggings? Check.
Jonah exhaled. “Ok.”
He flew down the steps and grabbed his backpack.
“Valentine’s Day breakfast?” asked Mom, holding out a heart-shaped pancake.
Jonah shook his head.
Mom hugged him. “I’m proud of you for being brave! I’ll be here after school.”
Jonah hopped on his bike and sped down the street.
“Jonah? I didn’t recognize you!” said his neighbor.
Jonah gritted his teeth and pedaled harder.
The crossing guard raised his eyebrows. “Huh. In my day, boys never wore pink...or skirts.”
Jonah’s stomach tightened.
He dropped his bike and dashed toward the door. He’d hide in the library until the bell.
But Celia spotted him. “HEY! Sweet moves Friday night!”
“Yeah!” Andre hollered. “Valentine Dance CHAMPION!”
“You’re a dancing PRO!” shouted Jack.
Jonah straightened his sweatshirt. “Umm, thanks.”
Jack frowned. ”Soooo...that outfit was funny for the dance, but…why are you still wearing it?”
Sweat trickled into Jonah’s headband.
Everyone stared.
Jonah pointed at Jack’s jersey, his hand shaking. “Well...pros wear uniforms, right?”
This is mine. For dancing. And...
I, uhh...
…like it.”
Jonah held his breath.
Silent seconds passed.
Jack shrugged. “Ok.”
“So...can you show us how to do that robot move?”
Jonah exhaled,
and smiled.
"You got it!"
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