A Travesty of Justice 4

by : Paul G Jutras

 

It all started when Bigforrd High School was having his talent show and Roger was planning on doing some singing. His friend Jennifer went to school in her best pair of tights, toe shoes and tutu to dance in. Jennifer had many lessons but hope she was good enough to be fitted into the show.

"You trying out Richard?" Roger asked his friend.

"No, I just go to watch others make fools of themselves." Richard replied. "What about you, Robin?"

"I’ll just watch." Robin said as smooth out her red poker dotted dress and wiggled her hose covered toes that stuck out of her sandals. "I couldn’t surpass my gym skills I showed up last year."

"Are you okay, Roger?" Richard asked.

"S... Sure, I always shake like this just before going out on stage."

"I heard you sing in Church," Jennifer reassured him. "You have a great voice and will do fine."

"Sure buddy," Robin said. "Go out there and break a leg."

"I guess I can do it." Roger said unsure of himself.

Going inside Roger slipped on a wet spot on the stage and slid onto the stage. He went up on his toes and spun around as graceful as any ballet dancer and stopped to the clapping of the judges to the talent show. "You’re in for your dancing."

"I’m not a dancer..." Roger protested. "I’m a singer."

"Look like a dancer to me." Judge Taylor said. "You’re in.... next!"

As Roger stepped outside, Robin and Richard greeting him. "Well, did you get in?"

"Yeah." Roger said with a look of shock still on his face."

"What are you going to sing?" Robin asked.

"I’m dancing." Roger said.

"WHAT!!" Robin and Richard said at the same time as Jennifer came outside with a sad look on her face. "What’s wrong with you?"

"You’re both dancing in the talent show?" Robin added.

"No," Jennifer sighed. "They said they had enough dancers when Roger got in. What fluke. I wanted to dance and he gets to do it."

"Sorry." Robin, Roger and Richard said together.

At home Roger got his older sisters tutu, tights and toe shoes and slipped into them. It was a little tight in the crotch and baggy in the chest but would do with a stuff bra and a wig so that none of the school bullies would recognize him.

"I can’t do this on my own," Roger said as he felt pain every time he got up on his toes. He thought his toes would become bloody stumps as he tried and tried in his bedroom in secret. When a knock came at the door he cringed with nowhere to hide.

"It’s me," Jennifer said.

With a sigh of relief, Roger let Jennifer in. With her help she got him to practice throughout the rest of the weekend. By the end of the weekend he had learn everything he could in the time. At least it was enough for him to appear as good as he did in the audition.

"Thanks for helping me with the dance routines." Roger said to Jennifer after they spent the rest of the weekend practicing for the Monday show. In the end, Roger found something new he was good at.

 

THE END

 

 

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