Meka smiled in relief, if ever she were to be caught dancing, it was better that it was by a friend. "It's been three years since I actually danced," she admitted. She turned, looked over her shoulder, and pointed to the large scar running along her Achilles tendon on her left leg. "Ruptured Achilles," she turned back to her friend.

"I guess I never really talked about it," she gave Ella a silly grin. "Seems like a silly thing to keep secret now."