"It's my life, Jon," she said. "Besides, they..." She paused suddenly, and squinted at him. Her vision was getting blurry. She started to move toward him, but tripped over her discarded heels and fell to the ground.
She began to laugh.
Jon moved toward the door and began to pound on it. "Let me out of here!"
"Jon...look at me," she said, getting to her feet. "I tripped over my own shoes..." She tried a cartwheel, and failed. "I'm completely uncoordinated...I'll never be a cheerleader again."
"I want you to teach me, Jon..." She said. "Teach me how to be as big a loser as you are."
The door opened...
