Ugh, I have a cold and I'm stuffy and it's horrible. So, I'm gonna write to make me feel better. So, here is your chapter, enjoy! I don't own stuff I didn't come up with!

I was finally out of the hospital, and I immediately got tampered with questions after. I was now the talk of the town, everyone's gossip. It was nice at first but it gets to a point where it's annoying. I mean yes it's great to have five minutes of fame, but you need a… yawn… nap.

Dream sequence tune thing

I was in a rehearsal studio and my picture and name were on posters everywhere. Oh yeah, I was the most famous dancer of all time. She was the girl who started dancing at eleven and had her first big performance at seventeen where she fainted leading to fame. After that, she was asked her story and it made the front page of the paper. Soon, dance companies were starting to offer her contracts until she found the right one for her. It was touring company but it paid a lot. She would be able to support Amanda and herself.

It was five years later now and she was twenty-two, her best friend Taylor had made a career in singing so I got to see her every now and again. I would visit home once a year. I would visit my aunt, uncle, Jack and his wife Katherine Plumber, and Amanda. I hadn't heard from Spot after I left. I mean, I wouldn't blame him, he was mad at me for leaving. I had told him about the job those five years ago and he said goodbye to me and that he'd miss me. I hadn't seen him in five years and I missed him horribly. Sure he said goodbye but it wasn't a proper breakup.

Anyway, I was stretching in the rehearsal studio when my manager walked in. "Noelle, a man has an interest in interviewing for a moving picture job. It would make big money and your place in the company would still be held." He told me.

"Tell him, I would love to do the interview."

A few weeks later

"Ms. Watson, nice to meet you", said the director.

"Yes, you too", I said with a smile.

"So, let me tell you what the plot line is and then you can do a cold reading from the script".

"Alright"

"This is a story of how a high class dancer falls for a poor newsboy. She falls for him but she is already betrothed to the rich, greedy Edward Roberts. The boy and girl start seeing each other equally but when Edward finds she's acting weird he follows her one day. He sees her with the boy and so he tells her father. Once she gets back, her father is furious and demands she get married the next day. She's walking to her room tears streaming down her eyes and she knocks into Edward. He tries to kiss her but she slaps him and runs into her room. She looks outside and there the boy is waiting on her balcony. They make a plan for her to run away before the wedding. She kisses him goodbye and falls asleep.

"The wedding is the next morning and she's all dressed but the boy isn't there. She is so nervous and now being forced to walk down the aisle, she's halfway there when a hand reaches out and grabs her. She turns and sees the boy and takes off running with him. They go out into an alleyway that leads to a car. They're just about there when they hear a gunshot behind them. They both turn to see a furious Edward pointing a gun at him. They try to console him but he wasn't going to listen. So they sprint to the car but Edward shoots the dancer in the back, she falls into the car and her last dying wish is for him to kiss her she dies in his arms. He's so angry at himself for letting her down he takes the gun out of the now mourning helpless Edward goes back to the car takes her hand and kills himself. The last shot is of the two in the car holding hands and dead."

This story had put me on the edge of my seat. "Of course, I'd be interested. That story was amazing and romantic."

"Would you like to meet the man who will be playing the love interest?"

"Sure, I would love to"

"Jonathon!" he called. I knew that name it probably wasn't… him. In walked him, the infamous, Spot Conlon. "Jonathan, meet Noelle". Spot was himself but in an older version. He had a five o'clock shadow on his sharp jaw line, his blue eyes still sparkled and his blonde hair was parted to the side and it just reached the tip of his eyebrow. "We've met before", I told the director quickly.

"Razzle"

"Spot"

"It's a good ta see ya"

"I guess", I said in annoyed tone of voice.

"Well, this is a little awkward", cut in the director. "Um, well Noelle, you got the part".

"Thank you, I appreciate it"

"I'll walk ya out, we need ta talk", Spot said.

I bid my goodbye to the director, Mr. Rogers and Spot grabbed my arm. Spot practically dragged me out of the building.

"So?" I asked.

"So, how's ya big shot life?"

"It's pretty great, I mean I'm doing what I love I just miss New York at times. I miss my family, my friends… and you" I mumbled the last part.

"What was dat?"

"Nothing"

"Tell me"

"No"

"Tell me NOW, Noelle", he said in a stern voice.

"YOU, alright. I missed you; I've loved you all this time. I left everything behind but I regret taking this job at times, but it all leads back to you."

"I love ya, too but ya can't just expect me ta talk ya back. Besides, I already have a goil"

"Oh", I said tears falling from my eyes, wiping them away. "I guess that means I can move on, there's this boy in my company he's been asking me to go on a date with him. I guess I'll finally give him a chance."

"I'm sorry, Noelle. I just didn't feel the love I had for you anymore." He had stopped loving me. This broke my heart; I never thought this would happen.

"Spot, I-I've gotta go. I have a show tonight; if ya wanna come I have reserved seats."

"Suah, I'd love ta"

"Well, see you later"

At the performance

I peeked put the curtain, I was actually nervous about this performance. I glanced over the crowd and saw Spot holding hands with a girl. She turned her head toward the curtain, Hannah. This was Spot's new girl, the one who had almost ruined her dance career. I was angry at Spot, but I knew I deserved it for leaving him. Wait, what was I saying? It isn't my fault I got to live my dream.

We were trying a new piece for my character as my finale instead of romance she ends up meeting someone else. I walked up to the director of the ballet "I think we should do the alternate finale" I told him.

"Are you sure? It may not be what the audience would like to see".

"Trust me, I know people in the audience and they love a twist".

"Alright! Everyone we're doing the alternate finale!" He told the rest of the cast who nodded and murmured 'alrights and Okays'.

I went on stage, all warmed up and ready to go. The music started and time flew by. The ballet was about a girl who is head over heels in love with this boy who doesn't seem to notice her. She finally gets the guts to talk to him and he asks her out on a date. Everything goes fine for awhile until she sees him with another girl. In the regular version she almost commits suicide but he stops her and kisses her; in this finale though she almost commits suicide because he was the only thing left good in her life but a different boy stops her and it ends with her kissing him. We were at the finale and at the point where she falls for the boy who saved her. I glanced into the audience, Spot looked a little jealous. I turned and kissed my cast member and the curtains went down.

"Nicely done, Noelle", he says to me.

"Thanks"

After bows, I collect my stuff and go to see Spot and… Hannah. I walk into Spot and trip over the carpet causing me to fall on my butt. Spot pulls me up and Hannah gives me a glare

"Y'know for a dancer ya ain't got dat much grace", he said.

"I actually pay attention to where I'm going on stage. So, who's this?" I ask referring to Hannah acting like I don't know.

"Ah, did is my goil, Hannah, I think youse have met before", he said rubbing his neck.

Play nice, Noelle. "Oh, Hannah, I remember you; you were from the dance academy. How's that going by the way?"

"It's over. I quit, the whole school is based on your work. So, ya got anyone special, Razzle?"

My old name, nobody had called me that anymore.

"It's just Noelle, now. And no, I have to focus on my career. If spot hasn't told you already, I'm in a movie with him. I play the love interest." I say with a smirk. Yes, I was jealous of her. Spot looked offended when I said my name was Noelle.

"So, ya changed ya name, huh?"

"It wasn't an appropriate name, sounds like something at a strip club", I knew what I was going to say next I was gonna regret, "that's where you met Hannah, right?"

Hannah gasped "YOU BITCH!" She exclaimed as she lunged for me. Spot luckily grabbed her arms before she could attack.

"Oh, you found that offensive didn't you? Welcome to show business, hon, it's a game of love, alcohol, and talent." I said putting my hand on my hip.

"Ugh, Spotty, honey, I've had enough take me home!" she demanded

"Alright, I will" I rolled my eyes that were slowly filling with tears as I recalled how Spot walked me home after my first night at Medda's.

"Well, it was nice seeing you again Spot, I look forward to … working with you" I said with a seductive smile. Hey, like I said show business. With that Hannah stormed out the door and Spot turned to go get her but I grabbed his arm.

"What, Noelle?" He said in a stern voice.

"I'm sorry"

"Fah what?"

"Leaving home when I had an offer there." I had never told him this; I knew he would be mad.

"You had an offah in New Yoik but ya didn't take it. Why?"

"To support my family, myself, and you I have so much money. I want you to have this", I pulled out a hundred from my bag.

"I can't except dis. Maybe ya think dat ya can just hand me a stack o' cash and I'll forgive ya for leaving but I won't. Ya coulda stayed wid me"

"I'm sorry I wanted to live out my dream. And I am not giving it to you because I want your forgiveness but because I can show you that I made this much and more throughout the years for ya because you were always on my mind. You were always in the back of my mind telling me that you'd miss me maybe, you had even loved me. I don't even know if you truly loved me back then, it seems questionable." I snapped at him

"How can ya question our love? Acourse I loved ya, I loved ya then and from that day forward."

"So, what you're saying is you still love me?" I asked with hope in my voice. Spot had grabbed my hand "Forevah and always", he kissed me and I heard a gunshot. I looked to see an angry Hannah pointing a gun at my chest and red all over my chest. I fell to the ground and blacked out with a scream.

I jolted awake in bed, what a weird nightmare. I glanced down at my chest to see it was covered by the white cloth of my night gown. It was three in the morning so I decided to get back to sleep. I closed my eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.

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