Ed propped herself up with her hands, feet stuck through the second floor railing and kicking back and forth. She was staring at the girls below her, the only people in the ballroom besides her.
Ed had come into the ballroom to be alone, but it didn't seem to be working. An almost steady stream of students had drifted in and out, some exploring, some dancing, and more then a few singing.
But no one could as sing as nicely as these girls could. And none sang songs Ed knew. Ed swayed her head back and forth to the beat, finally unable to restrain herself and quietly joining in, pitching her voice down until it was an exact mimic of Gene Kelly's. When all the girls below had finished, Ed quieted as well, staring down at them curiously. Did they know each other? Were only certain students allowed to sing along? Would they get mad at her? She pulled her legs up, silently getting up and walking over to one of the chairs by the side of the room where no one would notice her.