I hate him! I hate him! I hate him! I hate him!

I'm concentrating hard as I can on my moves and we're flipping, twisting, popping and locking like we've practiced.

When we stop, it's their turn.

Josh locks and turns his body towards us.

He starts flipping and popping and I know he's mocking us, specifically me.

A girl with cornrows in her hair slides and kneels one knee, thumping to the beat.

My anger is rushing through and I'm breathing hard.

Why and when did he start break dancing?

And I'm mildly surprised that he knows what's he's doing.

He's good.

Really good.

Soon, another boy joins Josh and they both slide alongside the girl.

They start doing apple jacks and flip backwards and the girl breaks apart from Josh and the boy.

Josh and the boy start getting closer to us and David places his arms in front of me and the rest of the crew.

They mock us and bait us and I know Josh is using his knowledge on me to break me.

He knows I'm competitive and he knows I can't help but rise to the bait.

He knows it.

I know it.

And we both know it's going to hurt one of us.

Josh flings off his jacket and his thin muscles show through his black wife beater.

He moves back, baiting me with his hands and now it's our turn.

"Uh-oh! This looks like it's personal, people!"

They don't know how personal.

Dance music starts playing and we go.

Jacian and Marcos start ahead of us and we follow behind.

Then, the twins hold out their hands and I climb on.

I'm holding each of their hands and I'm standing on their other hands.

They move me like a puppet as David, Jacian and Marcos flip on the ground and do head stands and apple Jack's with one hand.

I continue to pretend I'm a puppet and move until the song starts to end and I flip sideways and onto the ground as the twins let me go.

"Oh! Let's see what the ninjas have to bring!"

Rap music plays as Josh and his crew mock us and walk up to the center.

Then, Josh does apple Jacks as the rest of his crew follow him.

They form a line on either sides of Josh as they lock and move their bodies like robots.

Josh flips and twists on the ground and flips backward on his feet as the rest merge into one line and move their hands and arms like a damn electric eel.

They're beating us.

"Oh! It's a freak show people!"

Fast paced dance music plays and it's the twins turns.

They move up to the center and start moving their legs and arms and heads really fast, it's hard to tell who is following who.

The rest of us flip over and around the twins.

When they stop, David and Jacian do headstands while Marcos grabs me and flips me all over his body.

He sets me on the ground as David does some crazy movements with his leg as twists.

Jacian and I take the spotlight and move like a robot at the exact the same time.

We move our heads away from each other and back until we drop our heads really low and use our hands to move them back up.

"Oh! That is sick!"

Now, it's the other groups turn.

Josh starts and forces us back and does flips while another guy in his crew has chains around two other boys necks and they start acting like dogs.

When Josh stops, the guy lets them go and they run towards us, their backs touching the ground as they do so.

They flip up and start popping and locking their bodies in crazy ways that we've never done.

When they're done, all five guys stand opposite each other as they lean and the girl flips over all the guys and lands perfectly on her feet.

The guys form a circle with a little space in the middle and the girl flips over and over and over until she lands in that spot and as she does so, the guys fall slide backwards like broken glass.

"This is a massacre, people!"

They're better than us.

We know it but I'm not about to let them beat us, not after everything we've worked for.

"It looks like it's over, people!"

"They're too good." David says.

"We're losing," Jacian says to me.

Everyone looks like they want to give up and that fuels my anger.

"We can take them." I say as an idea forms in my head.

"We're not ready." Jacian says to me.

"You can trust me." I say to him.

"It looks like it's over!"

He looks reluctant but he nods.

I take off my jacket, leaving me in my mid riff that shows my stomach.

I move to the center.

"Wait! It looks like the pirates are answering back!"

I flip over the ground without using my hands and trusting my body to not let me fall.

As I kneel on one knee, Josh grabs my arm roughly and raises me up.

"Let me go!" I hiss at him as both our crew come rushing towards us.

"Get off the stage, bitch!"

Jacian and David pull me back as Josh's crew yanks him back.

"Go to hell!" I yell, struggling against my friends.

"What about your family?" He yells. He's doing everything he can to get me to stop but I won't listen.

I'm done listening.

"This is my family!" I yell back.

He yanks his arms back, his eyes filled with anger.

Jacian and David let me go as I shake off his touch like a dog shaking his wet fur.

"Alright! Let's get back to business people!" The announcer yells.

Josh should know now that I've changed and I have someone who pushes me to be the person I want to be.

I'm ready.

I nod to Jacian and he gets my message.

I look at Josh the entire time as Jacian and I start moving like one.

We move our upper bodies at the exact same time as our legs turn and we follow.

We turn back and bait their crew.

We continue dancing as one as Jacian grabs me and slides me all over his body, my legs around his neck as his hands toss me around and around on his body.

When he lets me drop, he grabs my leg and our foreheads our touching like we're dancing to the tango.

I twirl away from him as the boys flips and pop and lock their bodies in everyway.

I move behind them as far as I can as Jacian and David flank me.

The twins flip over each other as I run, David and Jacian following me.

They jump over the twins before me and roll and flip on the ground.

I jump as high as I can.

"Go! Go! Go!"

I twist my arms and legs as far back as I can and momentarily grab my hands and feet before landing on my knees, my face on the ground.

I toss my head up, my hair smacking my back as I lean back suggestively as Josh just stares, uncertainy in his face.

"I give that a ten, baby. A perfect ten!"

I stand up and Jacian wraps an arm around my waist and baits Josh.

We head back and everyone takes off their jacket.

"What is this? What is this? It doesn't look like it's over, people!"

It's far from over.

We move as one the whole time as we mix in the spanish movements of bachata and merengue and cumbia and salsa and tango and some tribal dances in our final dance routine.

We smack the ground, dance, flip, pop, lock and fall as one our bodies synchronizing as one as the blood of Latinos rushes through them and me.

I may not be latina but I hang around them so much, I may as well be one.

As the song comes to an end, the boys form a pyramid on the ground, moving like the waves as I flip backwards on my feet over and over again until I hit the end of the stage and hit the ground, causing the boys to jump up as if the ground just moved.

"It's over, folks! It's over, people!"

The crows is cheering so wild and crazy, I think my ear won't stop ringing for weeks.

I'm breathing hard and fast and I'm looking at Josh dead straight in the eyes.

"Alright! Alright! Alright!"

"Now, it's up to the judges!" The announcer shouts.

My heart is banging against my chest and it's part of the adrenaline and the excitement.

"Black and gold for the ninjas? Or Black and purple for the pirates?"

The crows is still hyped up and we're waiting anxiously.

The judges up above are talking anxious lock my hands against my hair.

I'm worried, anxious, excited and impatient.

"No matter what happens, you guys are the best friends and crew a girl could ever ask for."

"Aww!" David says as he hugs me.

"Chica tiene corazon!" The other say as they crush me even more.

Although I may come out bruised and suffocated, I'm glad that I met them and we did everything together.

They're my family.

They've always been my family.

The judges have reached their votes.

The middle judge gets up and looks down at us.

We hold hands and bow our heads.

I'm dying to know.

The crowd quiets too but I'm hoping, begging, pleading for this.

This money means a lot.

The cheers erupt and we look up to see the judge flapping a black and purple flag.

"The pirates have won!"