A/N- Hey!! Sorry it took a little while to update. Anyways, here is the awesome chapter where Bella and Alice go to dance! Sounds exciting, huh?! I hope everyone likes it! Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter! But I would definitely like to have more for this chapter. PLEASE REVIEW!! It will inspire me to write faster! (Warning: some dance terms are used)
Dance:
I quickly changed into my tights and brand new navy blue leotard. When you were in the company at Arsta they apparently made you where certain leotards. This wasn't the most comfortable one ever, but I would get used to it in time. I grabbed my dance bag, slung my side-strap purse over my shoulder, and put on some shorts and a T-shirt.
"I'm going to go now," I said to Charlie on my way out. He seemed engulfed in some basketball game, so I didn't wait for a response.
"Finally, something that should be somewhat normal" I thought to myself, replaying my day in my head. I wasn't super excited about this: I loved my old studio. I had been there since I was little and so had everyone else. This couldn't be too bad though, could it?
I hopped in my truck and pulled out of the driveway. I had always loved dancing, even since I was little. Luckily, I was pretty good at it too. I was no prima ballerina yet, but I had been a Soloist at my old place. Plus, when I had tried out the past weekend, the teachers seemed like they liked me.
I easily found my way to the studio, which was only a 15 minute drive away. It was in a small center with a little café, a Jamba Juice (my favorite!), a gift shop, and some other stores. I parked and got out of my truck. I didn't have much trouble finding which building to enter thanks to the big sign that said, "Arsta Dance." The minute I walked in, Alice came running up to me.
"Hey!" she said. She too was wearing the spaghetti strap, navy blue leotard. However, I'm sure it looked far better on her than on me. Over it, she had on a turquoise blue tank top with a lacy trim, and white sweat pants from Victoria's Secret that said "pink" on them.
"Hi!" I replied, starting to walk father back with her. It wasn't long before other girls started coming into view. Most of them were sitting on the floor, putting on their pointe shoes or already warming up. There was a restroom through one door and another door that probably led to a costume or storage room.
"This is Angela," Alice said as we walked up to a girl who had just finished tying the ribbons. She looked like she was just a little taller than me with brown hair. She looked up at hearing her name.
"Ang, this is Bella," Alice introduced us.
"Hi, " she smiled warmly and got up. She asked me about where I used to go and all that stuff. She seemed really nice.
"Oh, we only have a few more minutes, Bella. You should go get ready," Alice said, glancing at the clock up on the wall.
"Sure," Alice and I walked over to an empty spot on a bench near the wall and I started putting my shoes on. After I finished, Alice helped me throw my hair up into a bun. Then, we walked into the studio along with everyone else. The bars were already out in the center, so Alice led me over to one. I checked myself in the mirror, I didn't look half bad in blue.
Then I saw her. Standing by a bar on the other side of the room was the same girl who had been making out in the hallway. The same girl who had been with the cheerleaders, following all the football players. Her leotard seemed to be cut a bit lower than everyone else's and her blond hair was up in a neat bun.
"Hey, Alice, who's that?" I whispered, inconspicuously gesturing to the girl.
"That is Rosalie Masen. She is one of the Principal dancers here." she answered, her face darkening as she said the name. I was instantly reminded of today at lunch when she had almost growled at Edward.
"Oh…" I said. "That was the person making out in the hallway that I told you about."
"Well, I guess I should have figured," she mumbled. She's been going out with one of the football players," her voice was drenched in distaste.
"I'm sensing you don't like her?" I asked, thinking it was a pretty safe assumption.
"You could say that," she said. She didn't look like she was so angry anymore. Just then, the instructor began. She was a middle-aged woman who had shoulder-length reddish brown hair. I remembered her name was Ms. Sherry. She was wearing warm-ups and addressed the entire class.
"Hello everyone," she said. "We have a new addition to the company here today. Bella will be joining us now as a Principal." Every eye turned to me. I smiled shyly, not enjoying all the attention. I didn't think I was going to already be a principal. That was the highest position in the company and there were usually only a few girls. I was elated.
Alice burst into a huge smile, "Oh my gosh! You're a principal! I knew you were going to be awesome!" I smiled back, the thrill starting to sink in. I looked over at Rosalie though and she was giving me a death glare. I guess somebody wasn't too happy about the new girl starting out so good.
"So, shall we begin?" Ms. Sherry said, as she walked over to the CD player. "We'll just do two demi plies, one grand in each position. Then tendu front, side, back, cloche through and turn around. When you finish, I think we'll have a little extra music so balance in arabesque," with that she pushed a few buttons and a song came on.
All fifteen or twenty people fell quiet and completed the combination. We did several more easy things, stretched, and then came to the center. Once there, we did some other combinations. "OK, now we are going to work on a few variations from Sleeping Beauty. Be sure to do your best because I will be choosing the best for each role in our spring show. First up, we'll run part of the gift scene. Let's have Rosalie as Aurora, Alice as the lilac fairy, and Angela as the sapphire fairy. If you aren't sure of a part, then just make something up for now." She said with a slight giggle to the three girls who would be dancing. Everyone else backed up along the side wall.
I was relieved that I hadn't been chosen. It wasn't because I didn't know what to do; I had performed the same ballet last year. I just wanted to check out the competition first.
The familiar music began; I saw Rosalie begin her part, which was the main one. She was actually really good. "Dang it!" The way she held herself was so graceful and she had every move down perfect. And that's not even mentioning her natural beauty. A creeping feeling of jealousy came into my head as I watched.
The music faded and Alice came on. Her part had lots of small quick steps and she was just as amazing as I had suspected. She looked just like the little fairy she was supposed to be playing. She finished with a confident smile before Angela began. Angela was really good too, but not as amazing as the other two. The dancing soon ended and Ms. Sherry came back to the front.
"That was great girls," she said in a satisfied tone. Rosalie was over whispering to some girl with a smug grin. Alice and Angela came back over by me.
"That was really good," I told them both.
They both smiled and murmured "Thanks."
"Now, um…. I want to see Bella as Aurora, Vera as Carabosse, and Lauren as the silver fairy. "Wow." I thought as I took my place in the center of the room. I was not expecting to already be part of the best part of the company and trying out for the lead role. I started to think that I might just not be on Rosalie's best friend list. She looked aghast and her mouth fell open slightly. "Oh great. It's only the first day and she already hates me." There was no more time to analyze the situation though because I had to start dancing.
I felt that I had done pretty good with the solo once it was finished. The other two girls, one I recognized from school, were pretty good with their routine too. I walked back to Alice who gave me a high five.
"Good going. That was awesome, you should have seen the look on Rosalie's face."
"Shoot, is she going to totally hate me now?" I asked.
"Yah, probably. But don't let it bother you," Alice answered, confirming my fears.
Ms. Sherry started talking again. She had several more people practice some other roles. I wasn't paying too much attention though. I was trying to figure out why Rosalie could hate me so much just because the instructor thought I was pretty good. I was going to have to discuss this with Alice later.
Towards the end of class, we went over a few things as a corp. No body could really get mad because everyone was doing the same thing. Not all of us would be in this part of the finale, but Ms. Sherry thought we should all learn some of it. It was a lot of upbeat music and fast dancing. Before I knew it, class was being dismissed. "Great job everyone. We will work on some more stuff and I will make a casting list soon." She told us.
I began to walk out with everyone else, but was pulled aside by Ms. Sherry.
"So what did you think of your first class Bella?" she asked, directing me over to a small room. It was a small office with a computer on the desk and papers and files lying on every open space. She dropped off a clipboard on top of the clutter.
"It was great," I told her, knowing that was what she wanted to hear but not completely believing it myself.
"You looked a little surprised when you heard you had made principal," she said. Apparently she was more observant than I would have guessed.
"Well…. yah. I was a soloist with my other company and I just really didn't expect to start out here as a principal," I told her.
She smiled. "You are a very good dancer and we are glad to have you join us."
"Thanks," I returned her smile and then walked back to change. I headed for my bag and took off my shoes. Then, I slipped on my white Abercrombie shorts and stuffed my shirt into my bag. I was too hot and sweaty to add another layer. Most of the other girls had made their way to the parking lot now. I was just walking down the short hallway when I noticed that I had left my purse where my stuff had been. Quickly turning around, I went back. Nobody else was in the small room, so I was able to spot my purse easily. However, when I turned around to leave again, there was a gorgeous blond girl blocking the doorway. "Oh crap!"
"Hello Bella," Rosalie Masen said in a dangerously polite voice. She was pretty threatening with that same look on her face that seemed to say, " I own this place."
"Uh, hi." I said quietly. "No-don't let her scare you!" I told myself.
"I've never seen anyone who is new here start out as a principal," she said in the same casual, absent-minded tone. "Oh yah. Now she acts like this means nothing to her," I thought.
"Yep. I wasn't expecting it either," I said, hoping to end the uncomfortable conversation as speedily as possible. She was starting to kind of scare me. She was several inches taller than me and had shorts on as well. However, she looked like someone who should be on "America's Next Top Model" while I looked like an average person.
"Look, I've been a principal here for more than two years so you aren't going to be able to just come in and steal the spotlight. Are we clear? I am going to get the lead. Don't think that you are going to be the only person who matters in this company!" Her voice had turned cold and she gave me another death glare with her sharp blue eyes.
So it was going to be like that. "Sure. Whatever." I said, hoping to through her off. She wasn't expecting me to not be bothered.
"Just keep that in mind," Rosalie said, never letting loose of her glare. She then walked away, actually it was more like strutting away.
"Ok then." I thought as I walked out. "This is going to be interesting," The minute I stepped out the door, Alice was jumping up from a small bench.
"What took you so long?" Alice asked.
"Oh, um, Ms. Sherry wanted to talk to me and then Rosalie gave me a whole lecture on how she rules the company," I said.
Alice started to laugh, "Oh. Don't be afraid of her, Bella. You're the one that's scaring her. She's afraid she'll lose her place at the center of the universe."
Even that made me laugh. "Great. Is she always like that?"
"Yah, pretty much. She's a total witch, except when she is around Emmett or the other football players."
"Who's Emmett?" I asked.
"Her boyfriend." Alice rolled her eyes. "She thinks of herself as the queen of the school. She usually doesn't stick with someone for more than a week or two. She's been with Emmett for a while now though."
"How do you know all this? I thought you hated her."
"Oh, I do. It's just hard to miss all the gossip around school. If something interesting happens, the whole school will know about it in a day."
"Well, thanks for the warning." I sighed, approaching my car. That explained so much.
"No problem." She said while gracefully sliding into the driver seat of a new sapphire blue BMW M6 Coupe.
"Whoa, nice car." I said, staring at it in awe. I felt bad for my old truck.
"Oh thanks!" she said. "I'll see you tomorrow! I'm so excited that you're going to be a principle. I'm one too!"
"Really? That's awesome! I guess I should have guessed by the way you were dancing today. Who are the other ones?"
"It's just me, you, and Rosalie. Angela is a soloist," she explained.
"Cool," I said. "See ya tomorrow!"
"Yah, bye!" with that she pulled out and rove off. I hopped into my own car and tossed my bags into the passenger seat.
The drive home was quick. Once there, I wasn't in a mood to fix anything amazing so I heated up a Lean Cuisine Panini sandwich. After eating, I took a long hot shower, trying to put off all the homework I still had left to do. I was still troubled by the whole "Rosalie incident." How could so many things go wrong in one day? "Oh the joys of your first day at a new school."
I rushed through my homework, not really in the mood to be sure it was perfect. It was sort of late so I decided to go to bed. Once I was laying down though, thoughts of having Rosalie glaring at me during every ballet class and rehearsal came to my mind. Then, Edward Masen starting popping up in my head too. I had almost forgotten him, but now Biology started coming back to me. "Wait. Masen. Were Rosalie and Edward siblings? I guess that could be. Just another thing I'll have to ask Alice about." I couldn't believe that I hadn't made the connection earlier.
I had been lying in bed for twenty minutes. "Ugh! Shut up!" I told myself. I tried to not think about anything, but that is very difficult to do. Finally, sleep over took my buzzing mind and I fell into a dreamless unconsciousness.
All too soon the next morning, my alarm woke me up. The sound of Colbie Caillat singing "Bubbly" had never seemed so annoying.
"I've been awake for a while now…."
I thought about how untrue the first words of the lyrics were and turned my alarm off. Another day at Fitmop High awaited me.
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