Three minutes later, I rushed down the hall and slid on Summer's hall carpet.
Who keeps a circular rug in a hallway with polished wood flooring? Summer was just lucky I discovered this before Ike played human bowling or something.
I felt less lucky as I pulled some crazy figure skating moves (which wouldn't have been possible in a skirt.) I nearly collided with Julio, but he has really good reflexes after four months of me tripping and crashing into him. He moved at the last second, probably after hearing the first pirouette, and grabbed me before I hit the ground. I winced and quickly buried my face in his shirt.
Seeing the wince, he asked in concern, "Are you hurt?"
I could hear Summer and Steve trying desperately not to laugh until they found out I was okay.
I kept my face buried and muttered, "I'm okay. I'm just very, very embarrassed."
Steve and Summer gave up the fight and guffawed.
I didn't think people actually made that noise, but now I do. They guffawed all over… loudly.
Apparently, Steve, who'd had the best view, said that he would have given me a high score for creativity and execution.
Julio showed the most restraint, and just held me long enough for my cheeks to fade to something less violet crayon shaded. I couldn't see his face, but at least he wasn't shaking with silent laughter.
He did say, though, "I had no idea mornings were so exciting for you." He tried to shoo Summer and Steve off, but made the mistake of saying "show's over."
This brought new peals of laughter from them that followed us out the door.