“Hi! John.” Mary ran towards me with a rare bright smile on her face, saying, “I’m going to have a  1  performance tonight. I hope you’ll come. Here is the  2 .” She left in a hurry, disappearing in the crowds of people  3  .

“What?! What performance? Dance? Is that true?” I asked myself. Mary was not such kind of girl. She was a quite  4  girl. I had never seen her making up or wearing attractive clothes, for she did not know how to  5   indeed. What a terrible thing, especially for a plain girl£¡

“I should go to, I must go to. That’s a miracle!” I thought.