Not owning Shake It Up! since 1897.
The cabbie turned back to the girls. "Is this your stop, ladies?"
"Yeah," said Cece when she saw the studio. They both got out and turned around. The sign on the studio read, "America Sings."
"What!?" shouted Rocky, "Cece, why didn't you look at the sign first? Ugh, now we're gonna be late!"
"Don't worry, I know this place. The Shake It Up studio's only a block away, we just have to RUN!"
Cece grabbed her friend's hand as she said the word "run" and dashed off with Rocky down the block. Rocky blushed at the contact. She shook her head to bring herself back to reality and to focus on getting to the studio in time.
The girls burst into the studio, panting and sweating both from the heat and the vigorous excercise. Gary spun around and smiled at Cece and Rocky. "Hello ladies, you're early!"
"Did you-" *pant* "-just say-" *wheeze* "-EARLY!" gasped Rocky. She rested her arm on Cece's shoulders as she coughed.
"Yeah, I sent you an email changing the meeting from 8 to 9. How about I get you two some water and you can relax before the others get here?"
They both pitifully breathed a "Thank you." Gary summoned one of his many assisstants to go buy some water from the vending machine. After all the dancers slowly arrived one by one, Gary called them all to the stage. "The reason I brought all you guys here is because of...an issue...the show is having. It seems our show has been getting less viewership, particularly from our target audience, teenagers."
The dancers muttered nervously to themselves.
"It was your choreography, wasn't it?"
"I knew the cat theme for a dance was a bad idea!"
"Maybe I'm not pretty enough..."
"Was it my wardrobe?"
Rocky tried to silence the other dancers and looked up at Gary. "What show are kids watching, then? All the teen shows today suck!"
Gary sighed. "It's...America Sings."
All the dancers gasped. America Sings was Shake It Up, Chicago's biggest rival. Their show had only gotten a few thousand less views than them for the past years, since the got new judges. America Sings hadn't gotten past them in nearly 8 years.
"According to our researchers, people are getting bored our show because we're all amateur, teen dancers. They are all talented adults. So we all need an idea for next season coming up so we can get back to where we belong!"
Cece had her headphones in and was singing along with her iPod.
Bulletproof, nothing to lose,
Fire away, fire away
Richochet, you take your aim,
Fire away, fire away...
Cece stopped. Everyone had their eyes on her. Gary had a twinkle in his eyes.
"That's it!"
"What?" Cece asked, very confused indeed.
"We'll sing and dance! Why didn't I think of this before? And it won't be just hip-hop and pop, oh no. It'll be anything you could dance to!"
Gary sounded a bit crazy, but he was completely right. Rocky had heard many of the dancers sing before, and frankly, they weren't too shabby.
"We'll have a new type of music every week!" shouted Gary, "And our first theme will be a blast from the past: DISCO FEVER!"
Everyone's jaw dropped.