CHAPTER 6

Santana's POV

Slow days go even slower when you're bored. It's only Wednesday and nothing exciting has happened since, I can't believe I'm saying this, but nothing exciting has happened since church. We do have a pep assembly later on this afternoon but it's probably going to consist of a sad, sad performance by the glee club, aka Rachel hogging the spotlight.

It's 2:30, that means it the pep assembly. The bell rings but a message from Principal Figgins unexpectedly follows it. "All students to the Auditorium for the pep assembly, we have a special guest with us today" Principal Figgins deadpans into the PA system.

I give Quinn, who's been linked with me arm in arm this whole time, a curious grin. Finally some action in this dead school. We make it to the Auditorium and the curtains are shut, ooh I like a good mystery. Quinn and I sit near the front where Coach Sue has reserved seats for her cheerios, one of the only decent things she does.

The Auditorium is loud and echoey, especially with over 500 students in it at a time it's a hassle to quieten down. Suddenly a loud boom came from behind the curtain, grabbing everyone's attention. The show has begun.

That boom was followed by another and another and the pauses between each boom became shorter and shorter, building suspense until the curtains flung open to expose what looked like to be… a boy, an Asian one. "Hello everyone, My name is Mike Chang, co-Leader of ZNPS, Zero Nine Performance Space right here in Lima, today my troupe and I will be performing for you and this performance might just inspire you to join our team, so watch and enjoy. Q and A at the end, thank you" Mike announced with a little bow at the end, So freaking charming.

He was joined onstage by another person, a girl, tall and blonde and as she reaches the middle of the stage music starts playing. Together, they move in sync with each other, swift strokes and moves. The boy, Mike, was so strong and proud in his movements, you could see it in the power of his actions. But the girl, this mystery girl, she motions were pure and passionate, you can see that she puts a lot of feeling and emotion in her gestures. They were soon joined by other talented dancers until their set ended. My eyes never left the blonde girl.

Mike and the girl were smack bang in the middle of the stage with their head bowed. When applause and cheering erupted in the Auditorium, the dancers we're drowning in praise. The girl looks up and scans the crowd and instantly stops when she meets mine. Ocean. I could recognize those ocean blue eyes anywhere, they belong to Brittany.

Brittany's POV

I raced out of the front doors of Grace Elise to meet up with the others at ZNPS. I was still in my uniform so it was pretty hard to run in a skirt but I'll manage. My dance bag dangles and bumps around as I run, making it even more difficult.

I finally reach the studio and I race in huffing a puffing, "I made it, it's okay, I made it" I put my hands on my knees and catch my breath, everyone stares at me and laughed in a good way. "Britt, we don't leave in another half hour" Mike walks up to me and puts his hand on my shoulder. "Aw man. So I ran out of math for nothing?" I say with a disappointing tone and a pout. I am one of the only people who understand the concept of infinity, making math super simple for me and now I missed it.

"Oh well, more time for rehearsal" I jump up and jog towards the changing room to change into our uniform/outfits, black exercise pants, black sports bra, a white muscle tee, the kind that you can see my bra through the sides, with the ZNPS logo on the front and out team hoodies around our waists, mines yellow because it's my favourite colour.

5 rehearsals later and we're ready, more than ready. We pile into the van, Mike in the drivers and me in the passenger seat. The drive isn't far, just a few blocks away, only a 10-minute drive.

We all exit the van and as a group walk towards the school, William McKinley High School.

We were greeted by their principal, Principal Figgins "Welcome to McKinley!" he says a little too enthusiastically. "This way to the auditorium" he leads us through the hallway towards the auditorium. As I walk down the hallway I see posters for all the clubs at McKinley. The football team, brainiacs, glee club and the Cheerios. Cheerios… sounds familiar but I just can't put my finger on it, doesn't matter, I need the focus on the dance anyway. As I snap out of it the group is at a halt. "Here we are, enjoy" Principal Figgins opens the doors exposing a large stage at the front and hundreds of chairs lined facing it.

"This is huge," I say in awe as I prance down the aisle towards the stage. I hop on the stage and test the floors, it is definitely bigger than the studio. I get so lost when I dance like when I dance, everything and everyone disappears and I let my body do the working. "Britt! One more rehearsal before we go on?" Mike snaps me out of my trance and signals to go behind the curtain. I'm so ready!

I hear loud chatter from behind the curtain, indicating that there are people present. I take a couple deep breaths and peek the slightest out the curtain. I get taken aback by how many people there are, it's a full house. My chest begins to get heavier by the second, we haven't performed live to this many people, the most we're performed to is a couple old folks homes and some girl scouts because none of us had money to pay them for cookies.

I start pacing and combing my fingers through my hair, I was legit panicking. Mike found me and ran towards me "Hey, hey, hey, Britt, It's gonna be okay, your routine is awesome and everyone is gonna love it trust me and maybe we'll get new members," he says the last part with a goofy smirk on his face, he and I knows how much we need new members in the studio so this is a perfect opportunity to invite new members.

"Okay, we got this" I nervously huffed, finally calming my nerves. I heard our cue, the boom, and we all ran into our places. I was on the west wing and will come out to do a duet with Mike after he welcomes us. The music began after I walk on stage, the lights were too blinding to see the crowd, which was good, and I began to dance.

Dancing is everything. I've been dancing for as long as I remember and every time I do it I get a rush of this feeling that I can't explain. It's like a mixture between exhilaration, euphoria and peace. Dancing is the only thing that makes me feel like I'm in paradise. The only way I describe this feeling is… Love. I love dancing.

Before I knew it, our set was over and I was deafened with applause. They dimmed the lights so I could actually see the crowd and all of the people were clapping, cheering and whistling. It felt so good. I roughly scan the crowd, quickly sweeping past until I see them. The same chocolate brown eyes that are practically embedded in my brain. They belong to Santana.