Goody Two Shoes

"I'm looking for a barefooted person," Annie informs me in a whisper during our break at orchestra, letting me in on the secret. I scan the room with her.

"What for?" I ask, curiously, thinking of the time when someone had mistakenly informed me that the technical definition of an orgy was five people in a room with their shoes off.

Annie lets out a small giggle. "There were two shoes backstage and I couldn't help myself, it was too tempting: I took one and hid it behind some set pieces," she confessed.

I laughed. "Oh! Look! Sarah's only wearing socks." Annie and I looked over at the co-president of the orchestra and first chair cello whose feet were clad only in a pair of red socks. We burst out laughing. Of all people, we had found her shoes back stage. A few people looked at us strangely, which only made us laugh harder.

Spotting two friends in the back of the auditorium, we leave behind Sarah, and her shoe dilemma and sneak like ninjas over to them to listen in on the conversation. Drat it! They saw us, as we crawled through the rows of seats. Off they ran, and so we pursued. One of them had left their shoes behind. Annie grabbed a shoe, running after them, and dropping it on our way in the box of music folders. We ran all over the basement looking for them, but alas they were not to be found.

On our way back to the auditorium we found a one-shoed Sara lurking the halls. I giggled, pointing the sight out to Annie. Annie, also giggling, informed Sarah, "I saw your shoes backstage and I couldn't help but take one and hide it."

Sarah stared at Annie for a second, then smiled. "Where did you hide it?"

Annie went and grabbed the shoe from its hiding place, giving it back to its rightful owner, and we went off giggling. As break neared an end we gave back the shoe of the other girl, too, who was grateful that this time (for we had done this before) we did not leave her to find it on her own.

When orchestra finished, Annie and I were on our way out the door. But look! Annie spotted two shoes laying on the ground. Not only that. They were Sarah's shoes. I shook my head, laughing. She hadn't learned. Annie took one, and put it near the other side of the room, but in plain sight. Our conductor spotted us and we laughed, refusing to tell whose shoes they were for fear he would give it away. We left giggling. They'd learn soon enough not to leave their shoes sitting around, for we are the shoe bandits!


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