7/1/10

Passion

Hearing the bit of concern in Leo's voice it makes Cassy feel a little good on the inside to know her friend did worry about her, and would stand up for her if needed. But like he had mentioned maybe it was good He wasn't here when Steve was or things could of gotten a lot messier.

Looking up and giving a smile Cassy nods a little too reassuring Leo she would be ok.

"Just a little shaken up..but I am ok. Thank you for asking Leo, and for helping out once again."

Look waves to the food he was putting on the plates very thankful for everything he had, and was doing for her.

Soon everything was set up, and the chairs facing out to where the dance floor was. A few people started to file in and Cassy greeted them, offering punch and munchies. At first it was slow, and she could feel her heart sink a little though she didn't expect a big turn out she was hopping for more. But as if someone could read her mind people started to file in and soon all the chairs were filled.

Soon after everyone had food and drink Cassy took the stage as a soft music started. Nothing to intense, but enough to show she new what she was doing in dance Cassy did a little ruteen. Soon the music died and Cassy stops taking a swig of her water.

Looking around her eyes find Leo and a smile spreads across her face just seeing her gave him a strength. People didn't bother her, but talking in front of them did make her a little nervous, but keeping her eyes on Leo she new she would be ok.

"A dream starts as a small speck, something the mind makes up and gives us that glimpse of hope that maybe it could happen. My dream was this place, and I was determined for it to happen. After people told me I couldn't, and my construction team quit I was driven even more. And with the help of a very dear friend, my dream was born into a reality."

The smile stayed on Cassy's lips and she continued talking her voice so strong as she talked about something she loved so much. This was her passion, her dream come to life.

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