Your work is going to fill a large part of your life

 

Jade had two days to show Carmen what to do at the dance studio and gym. A part of her hoped Carmen didn't get to know the job too well. One of them might be out of luck when she gets back.

"But this is so much," Carmen sighed, wide-eyed. "How do you do it all on your own?"

"I never have a real lunch," Jade shrugged. Yes, maybe she was being taken advantage of. She was either on the phone or on her computer, and of course, those students and their parents that she met face-to-face.

"I don't know how you do it," Carmen smiled.

"Well, you'll find out." She told her to call Pixie, a dance teacher there, if things got really rough. "And Eric will help out, but don't think about asking Derrick for anything. After all, he's just a ballet dancer."

Carmen nodded as if she understood. She looked through Jade's files on the computer. Jade knew it was a lot to take on. If anything could go wrong, it would.

"Even so, I feel safe here. The parents are pretty understanding. I guess they like it here," Jade shrugged. 

"Am I dressed OK?" Carmen wanted to know. She was wearing a summer slip dress with a t-shirt underneath and dark sneakers.

"Yeah, be comfortable," Jade nodded. 

"And I'll keep my lunch near me," Carmen said, opening the big bottom drawer of the desk where her purse was stashed.

"You might want to bring extra," Jade nodded with a smile. "Derrick and Eric are always asking if I have anything they can eat."

"Oh, so they are still growing boys, after all," Carmen nodded back as if she knew this crowd already. After all, she'd brought brownies to the breakroom.