A.N.-Hello Readers! I love Make It Or Break It and when I saw there was a category for it I was inspired to write a fanfic. To set the story up, Emily has 3 guys who want to be with her Razor, Leo, and Damon, and I can't decide which one I like the best so this story will follow Emily while she tries to make her decision. I figured I'd let you guys decide so just let me know who you want and whether you want me to continue in reviews . This picks up after Damon gave Emily the postcard from Razor and continues in my own little world not necessarily following the show's story line (Emily wasn't taken out of nationals).

Disclaimer: All the characters in this story belong to ABC Family. I only own my idea.

Figuring Things Out

Emily is walking through the town of Boulder, on her way to pick up her paycheck from the Shack before she goes away for the weekend. Sasha is letting the girls headed

This break is coming at the perfect time. I can't believe that slave driver of a coach is actually letting us relax for once. Finally a weekend with no pressure, no gymnastics, no worrying about bills, and no guys. All these years of no guys and now there are three. I really don't need this so close to nationals.

Finally, Emily makes it to the Shack. Knowing that Damon is working today Emily prepares herself for what is bound to be an awkward encounter and boy was she right. Not only is Damon behind the counter, but she also recognizes Razor with his back to the door.

Oh my God! What the hell do I do now? Neither of them has seen me yet, I could just turn around and bolt. No, I need to get my paycheck before I leave. God why didn't I just have my mom come pick it up? Because she would have shared even more embarrassing information with not only Damon, but Razor as well.

While Emily was trying to figure out what to do she saw Damon look up at her with a sad expression on his face. Having noticed a shift in his friend's attention, Razor turns to see what has caught his eye.

Emily…Of course this happens. I finally meet a cool girl who isn't a complete idiot and my buddy has already laid claim on her. Well what can I do? Like she said, "bros over hoes."

Emily…God she's even more beautiful then I remembered. I hope she missed me like I missed her. Damon's been acting a little weird, kind of sad actually, but I can't focus on that right now. Emily is standing in front of me, smiling.

Well here goes nothing.

Emily cautiously walks up to the front counter. Damon stays where he was, leaning against the cooking island, while Razors moves to the closer to greet her with a huge smile on his face.

"Hey stranger"

"Wow you're back! I thought you were going to be gone for a few more weeks?"

"Yeah what can I say? I missed the Shack too much to stay away for much longer"

"Oh of course no true employee can resist the pull of the Pizza Shack"

Both Emily and Razor look at each other in silence, unsure of what to say next. She's glad he's back, but with Damon there things are pretty awkward.

What should I say next? Has Damon said anything about what happened between us? Whatever that was. Unfortunately for my emotions and stress level, I still have feelings for him…and Damon, his best friend who doesn't want him. Let's not forget Leo, but I'm not even sure anything is happening there. AHH say something Emily!

"Uh so how was the tour?"

"It was good. I met a few cool people, got the word about The Shelter Pups out there a bit."

"That sounds awesome. Things were pretty boring around here."

When she said that last part she looked at Damon out of the corner of her eye, hoping she could gage his reaction. She noticed that he was staring at her, as if he was challenging her.

"Oh yeah, that's a shame. Hopefully things will get more interesting. What are you doing this weekend?"

"I'm actually going camping with a few friends for a bit of a break."

"Yeah you must be pretty stressed out from preparing for nationals."

There it is. I was wondering when Damon was going to join in the conversation.

"Nationals?"

"That's right you weren't here to listen to my mother tell Damon everything about me."

"Oh did she?"

Razor turns to look at Damon questioningly, but Damon just shrugs in response. Not accepting that response, Razor continues to stare him down. To lessen the tension, Emily continues the conversation.

"I'm on scholarship at the Rock"

"Scholarship?"

"Yeah, you didn't think I just worked here for fun did you?"

Oh shit, she thinks I'm judging her, I can feel Damon's self-righteous smirk behind me. Come on man fix this.

"No I just didn't see you as a Rock girl"

Damon opened his mouth to respond for her, but someone beat him to it.

"Well she's not the typical Rock girl"

What is he doing here? This is just what I need. All I wanted was to come and get my paycheck. In and out, of course this would happen to me.

"Leo? What are you doing here?

"I'm here to pick you up. We gotta get on the road if we're going to make it to the Cruz family cabin before sunset."

"Cabin? I thought we were going camping? Wait, since when are you coming?"

"We are. You should know by now that Rock girls don't rough it. Ever. Also I'm not stupid enough to pass up a chance to spend the weekend alone with the beautiful Emily."

Throughout this interaction Emily allowed the boys behind her to leave her mind. Everything was going well, until she heard one of them clearing their throat.

"Oh man I'm sorry. Leo is this Razor and Damon. Guys this is my friend Leo."

"Friend? Kill me now?"

"What?"

"I'd have to be deaf, blind, and stupid to want to be just friends with you."

So I guess something is happening there. Which of course makes everything else even more complicated.

"Uh well…"

While at the loss for words Emily makes eye contact with all three guys respectively. Leo comes to her rescue.

"So we should go."

"Yeah, let me just go call my mom and work some things out. I'll be right back."

Emily rushes to the bathroom like a bat out of hell. Leaving the three guys to silently measure each other up.

God! Could anything else happen today? Wait I take that back, something bad always happens when you think things can't get any worse. So much for my nice relaxing weekend.