Dante’s POV.
“Remember to push off with your feet, then glide, push, glide. You’ve got this,” Celeste demonstrates as I sit on a bench and watch her.
“Ok, help me stand.” I say and I look over at Carmine and Chaos. Yes, both of them are learning too. Well, Carmine is Chaos is a natural.
“Here, boss.” Chaos skates over to me and holds his hand out. I grasp his forearm and he gently pulls me up. I lose my balance and steady myself.
Here I am, Dante Vella-Ricci, in basketball shorts, a Lakers jersey, knee and elbow pads, and a helmet. Celeste smiles at me, like she is encouraging a baby to take its first steps.
“Push off slowly.” She says and skates a little closer. I bend my knees and push off, glide, then push again using my other leg. Celeste skates backwards with her arms out in fro
