"Nina, pretty ballerina, now she is the queen of the dancing floor
This is the moment she's waited for
Just like Cinderella (just like Cinderella)."
Daniel was singing Abba songs to himself. Bertie gurgled along and all was well. This was never good in Coronation Street, as it usually meant that Something Bad Was About to Happen. And it did.
Nina, ex-goth ballerina, now I'll be just like the other gals
I'll be surrounded with lots of pals
Just like Cinderella (just like Cinderella)
Nina, pretty ballerina, who would ever think I could be this way
This is the part that I'll have to play
Then I know my boyfriends will be ok
Rita walked on. She needed her vodka and coke more than ever now. Nina walked off, and somewhere Daniel moaned as he realised what he had signed up for.
This is the moment she's waited for
Just like Cinderella (just like Cinderella)."
Daniel was singing Abba songs to himself. Bertie gurgled along and all was well. This was never good in Coronation Street, as it usually meant that Something Bad Was About to Happen. And it did.
Sam came upstairs and announced: "I am going to interview you for the post of my private tutor. Complete this English comprehension."
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After Abi's outburst, Nina decided that being a goth was no longer for her. She raked through Haley's old wardrobe to find something vaguely ordinary, and then in Roy's closet where she found a tutu. She decided to become a ballerina. It was every little girl's dream to wear feminine clothing and transform into a ballet princess. Well now she too would be part of this craze.
Every day in the morning on my way to the cafe
you can see me as I walk from the flat
Just a goth among a million goth girls
Just another goth in worn tat.
Not the girl you'd remember, no more Goth no more pancake
If you knew me I am sure you'd agree
I've taken off all my make up
Friday evening I am gonna be....
I'll be surrounded with lots of pals
Just like Cinderella (just like Cinderella)
Nina, pretty ballerina, who would ever think I could be this way
This is the part that I'll have to play
Then I know my boyfriends will be ok
No one murdered every day.
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Sam marked the answer, and broke the news. "You have gained 61%, and so I will offer you £20 per hour."
Daniel was underwhelmed.
"I am Daniel, son of Kenneth. I have pedigree. I am worth more."
"I am not impressed," said Sam. He always spoke the truth.
Daniel started to sing:
"If you're all alone
when the tutors here have gone
Sammy I'm still free
take a chance on me."
Ken appeared on the scene, popping up just like David Dickinson in "Dickinson's Real Deal. Covid meant that Ken hadn't had a haircut for 12 weeks, and so he resembled David's estranged brother.
"I think there might be a few more pounds in it yet, Daniel. You won't get £30 at auction, but I think you can get a bit more, and still leave Sam with enough to make a profit. I say ask for a bit more, but be prepared to go to auction if he says no," said Ken
"£25 and we shake on it now."
Daniel was hired.
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Nina didn't like the tutu. But it was working. She blended in, and no one looked at her as she walked along the street. Rita was staggering along in the other direction on her way to the Rovers.
"I just found out about Seb," said Rita.
"Yes, he died," admitted Nina
"Murdered, they say?" It was a question, but Rita's tone was strange.
"Kicked to death. But the police are closing in. They've got imprints of the shoe on his body. And they think the murderer must have had blood on their clothing and footwear."
Rita walked on. She needed her vodka and coke more than ever now. Nina walked off, and somewhere Daniel moaned as he realised what he had signed up for.
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