Plot: Mary was accepted to Manhattan Dance School, but she has competition for the lead in the musical.

I smiled in awe as Manhattan whizzed by me. "Joey, this is amazing!" I smacked his arm with her pale hand.

"Ouch!" he said. "What was that for?!" the corners of his mouth were fighting to rise in a smile. I ignored him; I was too busy staring at the view. I saw a woman wearing a fur coat saunter out of Barney's.

"I cannot believe I was accepted to Manhattan Music Academy!" I pulled my gaze away from the window and turned to Joey. "This is awesome!" Joey grinned and slowed as he hit a red light.

"Yeah, except I won't see you much," Joey sighed. Since I was studying at the best dance/acting/singing school in the world, I had decided to stay in one of the dorms, so that I could practice more often and be close to school. Plus, it was in the ultimate location, with stores and five star restaurants surrounding the campus.

"Hey, I'm going to be in that music video with you, aren't I?" I nudged his arm, trying to cheer him up. I had won the dance competition last week, and the prize had been to do a duet with Joey Parker, the teen pop sensation and my boyfriend. Out of pure luck, the music video was being filmed in Manhattan.

One hour and two Starbucks stops later, Joey screeched to a halt in front of a beautiful building. It was tall and made of ashy grey stone. Vines twined up the building, covering a few windows. The parking lot was packed. "Joey, I'm going to the school where some of the best dancers, actors and singers went. Helen Bella, Terri Mar, Jennifer Talia, Katherine Austen! Their all legends!"

"Well, what are we waiting for?" Joey asked. I jumped out of the van and hurried onto the manicured lawn. New students and returning ones walked across the grass. The actors wore unique, funky outfits and practiced different walks as they made their way to the building. The singers listened to their iPod's and bobbed their heads to the beat of the music. And the dancers just looked normal. I turned to Joey, who was holding my bags. He dropped them by my feet. I smiled. "Thanks for dropping me off," I told him. "I'll see you soon, 'kay?" He nodded and smiled.

"Good luck," he put his hands on my shoulders. His grin turned suddenly serious. "Be careful, Mary. This business is tough, and these people are serious. They'll do anything to win," Joey warned me.

"Thanks, Joey," I told him. I watched as he got back into his van and waved. I blew him a kiss and he took off, the tires screeching.

I made my way across the lawn, bags in hand. I was going to do this, I was going to be a star!