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look at ID’s too closely. 
And Sara is gone for the week,” Jenny said pointing at the card.  Cinderella wasn’t
sure what to do.  She already felt guilty about lying to her mom so she could
stay, but now these girls wanted her to lie about her age too!  She stuck the
plastic in her back pocket.  I’ll talk to Dave once I get outside, she
told herself.
    “And
try these on,” the other girl said, returning to the room.  She handed
Cinderella a cute pair of blue sneakers.
    “I’m
okay…” Cinderella started to protest.
    “Dancing
will be much easier,” she insisted.  Cinderella didn’t even know these girls,
but she could already tell there was no sense in arguing.  With shaky hands,
she removed her large boots and replaced them with the feminine looking pair of
tennis shoes.  The girls then led her back out in the hall where Dave and Scott
stood waiting for them.
    After
Scott and his friends started to walk away, Cinderella handed Dave the ID card.
    “At
least she looks a little like you,” he said, handing the card back.
    “Then
it’s not a big deal?” she asked.
    “Naw! 
Before I turned sixteen, I used to borrow Scott’s friend’s ID’s,” he said.  “If
they give us any trouble, we’ll leave,” he added, putting his arm around her
shoulders for comfort.
    Cinderella
looked up at him and finally nodded.
    “Let’s
go then!” Dave said, hurrying them out the door.
    When
they stepped outside, Cinderella noticed how warm the night air was.  She
looked up at the clear, bright sky and then over at Jenny.
    “Well
look at that!” Jenny smiled.  “Cleared right up!”  Cinderella felt a little
uneasy but then she looked over at Dave, who smiled, and she forgot all about
her mom again.  When they got to the car, Scott opened the door for the three
ladies to climb in the backseat.  Dave got in the front next to his brother.
    “Showoff,”
he said.  Scott glanced in his rearview mirror and caught Cinderella’s eye.  He
winked at her.
    “No
wonder she doesn’t want you,” he said punching Dave in the arm.  “You’ve got to
treat her like a lady.”
    The
drive to the club was very short.  Cinderella was nervous as they waited in
line at the door.  She began fumbling with the card in her hand.
    “What’s
the matter?” Scott asked, coming over and standing beside her.  Cinderella
handed him the card without saying a word.
    “You’re
not sixteen yet?” Scott asked in surprise.
    Cinderella
shook her head.  “I just turned fifteen a couple months ago,” she said.
    “Wow,”
Scott seemed stunned.  “I thought for sure you were sixteen...or maybe even
older.”  Cinderella noticed he said the second part quietly to himself, as if
he were disappointed.  “Look, I’m really sorry!” Scott added, looking her in
the eyes.  “I didn’t realize...if you want to forget about it, I can take you
back to the apartment.”
    Cinderella
thought to herself for a minute.  On the one hand, I can spend the night
dancing with two gorgeous guys.  Or on the other hand, I can sit alone in their
apartment, which just seems pathetic.  Plus I don’t want to ruin everyone
else’s fun.
    “Just
call me Sara,” Cinderella said, forcing a smile.
    “Are
you sure?” Scott asked, handing the ID back to her.
    “Yes,”
Cinderella said, trying to convince herself as well as Scott.
    When
their turn came he took Cinderella’s ID and, putting his arm around her, handed
both cards to the large man standing guard.  He barely glanced at the couple
before ushering them inside.  Scott then paid for both her and Dave before
taking off to say hi to some other friends.  Dave took her by the hand again
and led her past the bar and pool tables into the dark room beyond.  As soon as
they stepped inside, Cinderella’s white shirt began glowing.  She smiled up at
Dave, who smiled back.  They noticed each other’s bright, glowing teeth and
laughed.  The country music poured down on them from the