"Good." Her mother said. "We have to hurry. You have dance class tonight."
'Dance class, I don't have dance class.' CJ thought to herself.
Just then her mother entered the front room. "I laid out you leotard on your bed." She said, the wishing rock in here hand. "You have to hurry CJ, we don't want to be late.
'Darn. I guess I do have dance class.' CJ thought as she headed to her room.
In her room, CJ removed her school clothes, carefully putting them into the dirty clothes hamper. She then pulled on her leotard. As she looked at her reflection in mirror, the Jon part of her who had been hiding deep in CJ's subconscious, peeked out.
What he saw was a pretty girl who was showing more than a hint of her oncoming puberty. The girl was wearing a far too tight and revealing (at least Jon thought it was too tight and revealing) leotard and he dove even deeper into CJ's subconscious.
After making some minor adjustments CJ, who hadn't notice Jon's brief appearance and rapid disappearance, was satisfied that she was decent. She slid her feet into a pair of backless shoes and picked up her bag with her dance shoes and a towel.
CJ's mom asked several questions as to how CJ's day had gone, each question seemed to get CJ to admit that she had had fun as a girl.
Not soon enough mother and daughter arrived at Madam Catrina's Dance Studio. CJ led her mother in. Once inside CJ split off to finish getting ready and to say 'Hi' to help friends and classmates.
Meanwhile CJ's mother went to join the other moms who were her to watch and/or wait for their daughters.
"Hi Jane." One of the mothers said as CJ's mother neared them. "Any new word about
