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Yeah so this is my first fanfic. Read it, and tell me what you think :)

I sat in the front seat of my car, inhaling deep, ragged breaths. I tried to concentrate on staying calm, and keeping my nervousness under control. I sat there for a couple of minutes, listening to the low hum of the air conditioner, and feeling the draft tingle across my face. After a while, I closed my eyes.

When I shut my lids, I started to think. Only one thing was on my mind. The Audition.

I didn't think it went bad, but I certainty didn't give it my best. I replayed the good, and bad, parts in my mind once again.

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"Kick, bolt, change, brush, spin, release, and.." he paused to inhale then continued once again "Step, step, lunge, bring it back, kick, jump and freeze. You got that ladies?" said Mr. Daniels, the dance instructor. He had been rambling on for a minute giving us dance moves. The only problem was, he was sitting on a chair on the edge of the stage. We had to think for a minute, replaying the moves in our heads. A couple of freshman were staring at Mr. Daniels like he just spoke pig Latin. Some sophomores were doing the moves physically. Lauren, the blond little wannabe, rolled her eyes at him and put her hands on her hips. "Easier all the time," she muttered.

"Review, girls. We're going over the routine when I get back." said Mr. Daniels. He stood up from the white plastic chair and left through the back entrance on the left side of the stage. Laurens little clique took it as a cue, and they all simultaneously crossed their arms and delivered glares to the competition. I tried to keep from laughing hysterically. That was definitely one of the most funniest things I had ever seen. It was like watching a group of obnoxious 5 year olds play out a piece of Mean Girls in a school playground. Despite my efforts, a giggle escaped the edge of my lips, which then turned into a full fledged, short lived laugh.

Laurens head snapped in my direction, and her cold, icy eyes glared into mine. I stopped abruptly, and she snorted. "Whats so funny, albino? You can't get a date?" she said in her annoying, nasal voice. "W-" I started, but my voice was drowned out by a chorus of giggles. My face flushed with anger. I couldn't remember the witty remark I was about to make.

"Are you upset about Jakie?" Leah said mockingly. By stomach experienced a wave of sickness. Jacob. I was stupid enough to fall for him not even three days ago. He seemed so sweet and sincere at the Valentines Day dance. On Saturday, we went to a party. We got drunk, and we became a couple that night. He asked me out on a date on Sunday, and I agreed. Once I got to the movie theater he was making out with Leah, practically eating her face off. The image burned into my memory. The girls were all laughing at me quietly. I felt tears well up in my eyes, clouding my vision. Just before I burst into tears, a familiar, pixie-like figure appeared at my side.

"Laurens just scared that she wont get the part. I mean, whoever heard of a blond Jasmine? And the fact that her voice sounds like shes holding her nose 24/7 doesn't help either." she said venomously. Lauren scowled at her, and she snorted, averting her gaze. She tugged at my arm lightly and beckoned me to follow her. "Come on Bella," she said. We went to the right side of the stage, far away from Lauren and her clique of sluts. I sighed gratefully.

"Thanks Alice, you're always good at making bitchy comebacks," I laughed as I slightly ruffled her black spiky hair, which was too short to pile up in the required bun. We practiced the dance moves then, putting Mr. Daniels words into actions. As soon as we were done, he came back with a CD player in his hands.

"Now I want you all to split into groups of three. I will call you in groups to do the routine together. Line up at the corner." He took a brief pause to let people split off into groups. Angie, Alice, and I then teamed up together, and lined up at the corner of the stage where all the other groups were waiting anxiously for their turn. Of course, Lauren, Leah, and Jessica were at the front. They took their places at the center of the floor. Mr. Daniels started the music.

They did their movements gracefully and well coordinated. It went without a flaw. Not even a hair flew out of place. Where was the justice?

Lauren smiled at Mr. Daniels then turned her head to smile at me. Then she strut to the other side of the stage, and sat down with Leah and Jess. Jess whispered something in Laurens ear which caused her and Leah to giggle, and to look in my direction. I felt a hot taste in my mouth.

"Bella, don't get worked up over her, she pisses all of us off. She wants you to get mad at her" Angie murmured. Alice gave her an ' I know what you mean' look. I sighed and let it go, looking away from Lauren and the rest of them. Angie was right, I needed to cool it. I couldn't let this slut get me aggravated all the time.

I rocked on the tips of my toes. A sharp pain stopped me halfway. "Ouch" I muttered. I looked down at my left foot and sighed. Angie's character shoes were a little too tight on me. I undid the strap and stuck it in the shoe instead of on the buckle. I moved up in line. Time seemed to be passing too slow. Would it ever be our turn?

After a few minutes we were up, and we got in a triangular position in the middle of the stage. Mr. Daniels started the music. I recognized Petey Pablo's "Show me tha Money" blaring from the speakers. We waited anxiously for Mr. Daniels to give us the cue to begin. Almost as if he could read my mind, he counted off to the beat. He shouted "1,2,3 and!"

We broke out into a dance in the beginning of the chorus. I didn't pay attention to whatever Angie and Alice were doing. I was too involved into my own dance. After the first set of moves, we broke into improvisation. I put my hands on my knees and rolled my head around. Then, I abruptly pulled back and clapped my hands together. I steadied myself for the next set of moves. It was all going great. I smiled at Mr. Daniels. His mouth was in the shape of a perfect "O". That was good. I wanted to see what Lauren could make of this.

We were almost finished when the worst happened. I got too excited and did the last kick over my head, doing a perfect split. Then, my left shoe slid effortlessly off my foot, and landed halfway across the auditorium. I heard a guy yell in shock somewhere in the room. I finished my move by snapping my knee back behind my leg. My face reddened. I probably looked awkward with no shoe on one foot, with my arms stationed in a strange position, almost like I was hugging the air, which was much too graceful for the song that was playing. I mentally slapped myself. Stupid, Stupid Bella.

It was even worse when the laughing started. Large bursts of hysteria filled the room, mocking me. I heard Laurens horrible, nasal laugh somewhere nearby, and my body tightened. I felt like running from the room, from the school, from the country. Anything to get out of here.

Eventually the laughter quieted down to giggles, and then it stopped all together. Mr. Daniels had a straight face, but I could tell it took him all he had to not laugh with the rest of them.

"Thank you all for coming and we'll post the cast members on the conservatory bulletin board this Friday." Mr. Daniels said before packing up his stuff.

He waited for everyone to leave, then turned to face me.

"Bella." he said, his voice kind. "What I see in you, is what I see in me. You have the potential to become a professional dancer, to be on Broadway!" he paused, then looked at me in the eye. "I want you to work hard on your act this week Bella, I would hate it if Lauren Mallory got the part of Jasmine. Think about what I told you." he finished.

I stared at him in amazement. Broadway? Me? Right, like that was going to happen. But still, that was probably the nicest compliment I've gotten here, especially from Mr. Daniels. He's practically the Simon Cowell of Brentwood Academy!

"Thank you Mr. Daniels, and I'll work hard, you know I always do." I laughed.

"Make sure you do" he responded. Then he folded the plastic chair and set it behind the curtain. He turned to the door to leave.

"Bye, Bella!" he shouted as he exited the auditorium.

"Bye." I murmured a second too late.

"Excuse me?" said a velvety voice a couple of feet behind me. I spun around to see who it was.

He was the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. I never expected to see his face anywhere but in the airbrushed pages of a fashion magazine. He had sharp cheekbones, and curved lips, which were warped into a frown now. I had the sudden urge to stroke them, but I held myself back. His eyes were a mesmerizing shade of forest green. The two warm orbs bore towards my eyes. I was locked into them. Eventually, my eyes broke through his spell and traveled upward, past the large span of his forehead and into a jungle of bronze hair. I jumped back, surprised. His locks were glowing, light was radiating from the roots of his tangled hair. Like it was alive. My eyes darted back and forth all over his body, taking in all of his muscles. Every inch of his body was glowing also. I expected 'Alleluia' to start playing. Holy cow. Who was he?

"Hello? Can you hear me?" said the mysterious boy. I was thrown back into reality. I realized that one of the stage lights were directed towards him, and that was the reason he was glowing. Wow Bella, how stupid can you get? I told myself.

"Yeah, sorry. W-what can I do for you?" I stuttered. I stared at the chipping red nail polish on my big toe, and I wiggled it a little. How embarrassing.

"Here's your shoe. Make sure you don't hit anyone next time." he said coldly. I took my shoe from his hand. I stared at him with wide eyes.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry! Are you OK? Where did I hit you? It was an accident, I'm sorry!" I rambled on and on. Only when he put his hand up to stop me did my lips close.

"Listen, don't worry about it, I know it was an accident. Now if you excuse me I'm going to go get an icepack." he said in a flat voice. I could tell he was trying to be polite, but his anger made that impossible. He shrugged past me, and his backpack almost knocked me over. He left through the main exit of the auditorium, rubbing the top of his head with his hand.

Embarrassed, I jammed my foot into Angie's too small shoe. I tightened the buckle as far as it could go. There. I want to see it fly off my foot now. I sighed, and gathered my things. I left through the stage door to get into the parking lot.

0o0o0

Which brought me back here. I opened my eyes. The sun was falling over the horizon. Woah. How much time had passed already? Had I fallen asleep? Flustered, I started to pull out of the parking lot. I was in for it now. I flipped open my cell phone. 11 missed calls. They were probably all from Alice. I checked the time on the dashboard. 6:47. Great. I had homework to do, and Alice to deal with. I pushed my foot on the pedal and sped away.

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