This chapter was written to "Summer Nights" from Grease. It's sung by John Travolta (Danny) and Olivia Newton John (Sandy) on their first day back at high school. I've been trying to think of a good song to do as a group number and when I thought of this one, it was really too good to pass up. A lot of the songs from this show could be good group numbers.

I'm a big fan of Broadway and Grease is one of the classics. I grew up with this movie. My love of Broadway shows is hereditary; I got it from my mom's DNA at birth. If you haven't seen it, go watch it! Immediately!

Chapter 17- Tyce Diorio

POV- Bella

"Good morning."

I still had my eyes closed and as far as I knew I hadn't moved yet. How did he know I was awake? I could pretend to be asleep. Edward was lying next to me, his face in my hair and I could feel his lips move against my shoulder as he spoke.

"How did you know I was awake?"

"You're breathing changes."

I smiled to myself and rolled over so I was face to face with my favorite pair of green eyes. "Good morning, Edward."

This was the third night Edward had slept in my room. We had spent the whole weekend bending over backwards for Nakul. Our dance was really starting to come along. It was Monday and in about sixty hours we would be performing live for thousands of people.

He kissed my forehead and sat up, glancing over at the clock.

"You slept longer today. Its 6:30."

I pulled the sheet back up over my head and curled against his leg. "I was having a good dream."

He chuckled and I peeked through a crack in the sheets up at him. "What?"

"What was your dream about?" He asked.

I flushed and pulled the sheet back over my head. He had been the center of my dreams since I got to Las Vegas and last night had been no different. I just hadn't told him that yet. "You." I mumbled into my hands hoping he just might not hear.

He pulled the sheet away from my face and kissed my forehead. I guess he heard me. He must have ears like a bat. "Don't be embarrassed, I love watching you sleep."

"How long have you been awake?"

He shrugged. "Half an hour." He paused for a second and then smiled down at me. The next words out of his mouth made my blood run cold. "Did you know that you talk in your sleep?"

…oh shit…

"What did you hear?!?" I demanded, sitting up so fast my pillow fell off the bed. I twisted around so I could face him, getting myself tangled into the sheets. I was spiraling into panic mode. Who knew what kind of embarrassing things I could have said in my sleep?

He held up his hands in surrender and tried not to chuckle at my expression. This was so not funny. "Nothing bad, I promise."

I had been known on occasion (every night) to talk in my sleep. Renee and Summer had both had their fun over the years teasing me about the things I said while I was dreaming. I hadn't thought about the possibility of Edward hearing anything and now that I was, I was terrified. My dreams hadn't been particularly dirty or anything, but still.

"What did I say?" I pressed trying to sound more assertive than I really was. He wasn't getting out of this one no matter what he did.

He smiled and brushed his fingers across my red cheek. I did my best not to lose myself in his eyes and instead focused my look on his nose. He had a perfect nose, but it wasn't nearly as hypnotizing as his eyes.

"You said something about the sun, your ankle hurts and-" He lifted my chin so I had to look at him. "And you said my name, a couple of times." He added the last part a bit smugly.

I hadn't relaxed and he seemed to think I was mad at him. I wasn't mad at him. I was embarrassed at myself. I should be able to control my mouth.

"Bella dear?" He pressed when I didn't say anything. I was still trying to calm myself down. I hadn't said anything bad. It could have been worse.

He pressed on when I still didn't say anything. "Please, don't be embarrassed. I dreamt about you last night as well."

I felt a small smile tug on my lips and I rested my head in his hand. At least I hadn't said anything more defined. I was also elated that he had dreamt about me. I bet he had never dreamt about Tanya before.

"Really?"

He nodded. "Would I lie to you?"

"No."

His kissed my forehead and then stood up. "We had better both get ready for the day. Nakul's going to kick our butts extra hard today. We only have two days to perfect our dance."

"We'll be ready."

I pressed my lips to his and walked him to the door. I checked the hallway and gave him the all clear. Alice had caught him leaving Saturday morning and I had sworn her to secrecy about our sleepovers. He hadn't spent the night on Sunday just so no one else would get suspicious, but our new system was that I would check the hall first. Better safe than sorry.

She had agreed as long as we kept her growing relationship with Jasper a secret from not only the cameras, but the other dancers. We had agreed to keep her secret and then she had tried to press us into joining her side in the prank war.

Edward waved as he disappeared up the stairs and I locked my door behind him. I hurried into the bathroom and jumped into the shower. Ten minutes later I was shampooed, shaved and scrubbed to within an inch of my life.

I wrapped myself in a towel and started hunting for clothes. I was going to have to do my laundry again. The seventh floor had a laundry room that the dancers could use. Someone knocked on my door and I peeked through the peep hole out into the hall.

Alice was standing in the hall looking disgruntled. I opened the door keeping myself hidden behind it and waved her in.

"What's up Alice?"

She sat on the end of my bed and shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know."

I moved around the room and gathered up some clean clothes. Alice just sat on the bed. She looked like she was thinking about something.

"Alice?" I pulled a tank-top on and sat down next to her. She glanced up at me and shrugged her small shoulders.

"I don't know Bella." She shook her head. "There's something about Jasper I just don't understand. There's something he's not telling me. I don't want to push him into talking to me but I don't know why he doesn't trust me."

She glanced up at me and I busied myself with finding some shoes. I had a feeling she was talking about the same thing Jasper had talked to me about. Jasper and I hadn't brought up the conversation I had overheard at the bar since he had asked me to be there for Rosalie. I still didn't understand what I was supposed to be there for but I had always made sure Rosalie knew she could come to my room.

Alice watched me curiously as I dug under my bed and pulled out a pair of dance flats. It really wouldn't matter what shoes I wore, Nakul hadn't let us wear shoes in rehearsal since the second day of work. I pulled my shoes on and tried to think of something to say to Alice.

I had promised Jasper I wouldn't tell anyone about our conversation and I really didn't want to lie to Alice. I didn't have to lie to Alice, I just couldn't tell her what I knew. I really didn't know that much.

"I'm sure he trusts you Alice. Maybe he's just not ready to talk about it."

"What could be that big?" She asked running her hands through her hair.

I shrugged. "I'm not sure." I really wasn't sure so that wasn't a lie. Alice groaned in frustration and laid back on my bed.

"Did Edward spend the night again?" She asked, noting that both sides of my bed were messy. For all she knew I just moved around a lot in my sleep, but this was Alice. Alice always "just knew" everything.

I blushed and gave her a smirk. "Yeah."

"How many times has he slept here?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Counting the first night when you all stayed over, three."

"I thought it would be higher than that," Alice admitted, getting up and taking the brush I was using to brush my hair from me. Her hands replaced mine and she started brushing my hair for me.

"Why's that?" I asked trying to keep the conversation from going back to Jasper now that she was distracted. I would do my best to keep my promise to Jasper but if Alice pinned me, I wasn't sure I could keep it from her.

"You're practically attached at the hip." Alice said it like it was the most obvious thing waving my brush in the air for emphasis. "He never leaves your side."

I rolled my eyes and Alice tugged at my hair showing she wasn't amused by my antics. She spent her time rigging doors to hit Emmett in the face with pie but me rolling my eyes wasn't funny. Sure, that made perfect sense. Maybe in Alice land.

"Alice, we're partners. We have to be together during practice. That takes up most of our time." I reminded her.

She nodded. "Yeah, I know. Jane and I haven't had a free moment to set up our next prank in almost two days. Emmett and Leah are going to get the jump on us."

I took the brush back and continued working the knots out of my hair. "I'm sure they have been just as busy as the rest of us. What have you got planned this time?" I asked the last part, almost afraid to know the answer.

She shook her head and put her hands on her tiny hips. "Will you join my team?" She asked for about the hundredth time.

"No." I said pulling harder than I meant to on my own hair. Ow, I winced.

"Then I can't tell you. I can't risk Emmett finding out and it's going to be good." Alice said as she opened my door. "Are you coming?"

I finished my hair and tossed it into a pony tail. "I wouldn't tell Emmett. I'm neutral. And yeah, I'm coming."

"You would tell Edward and I have a feeling blood runs thicker than water for those two. They might not play it up in front of the rest of us but I think they're pretty close."

I followed Alice into the hall and we walked together down to Breakfast. As we approached the door to the lounge, I let Alice walk ahead of me. The prank war was still in its opening phases. From what Edward had told me of Emmett's battle plan, he, Jake and Leah were trying to move slow. Trying to learn how good Alice was and what kind of risk she was willing to take on pranks. Edward had said they were saving the big guns for later.

Alice opened the door and nothing exploded on us so it seemed Emmett hadn't retaliated yet. At least they were being careful. I followed her in and we picked up our food before sitting down with Leah and Edward.

"Good morning, girls." Edward said cheerfully flashing me a grin. His hair was still wet from his morning shower and it was plastered to his forehead. The color had darkened with the water and more of the red was showing through in the light coming from the window.

"Morning Edward." Alice said flashing him a brilliant smile. I shook myself out of my daze and nodded along with Alice's greeting. Technically, I had already said good morning to Edward.

We sat down and I poured some milk into my Cheerios. I loved Cheerios.

"Are you ready to meet Nakul this morning?" Edward asked as he ate from his own bowl of Cheerios. I nodded.

"Yep. We pretty much have that dance down."

He nodded. "It could still use a lot of cleaning."

"It could use months of cleaning." I agreed. "But, for a week I think we've done an amazing job so far."

Conversation moved to Alice and how she and Mike were working out. According to Alice he was turning out better than she had hoped with the horror stories Angela and I had told her. Apparently, Mike was a contemporary dancer to begin with and he had actually helped Alice with some of the moves Mia Michaels was teaching them.

Leah and Emmett were working out well. They made it a sport to argue with each other and their overly competitive natures were driving them both to push harder. Victoria joined us with another boy she introduced as James.

James had long, dirty blond hair and hard blue eyes. His hair was almost as long as Jake's and it was tied in a pony behind his neck. He was built more muscular than Edward but wouldn't have stood a chance against Emmett.

Slowly the lounge filled up and eventually, Alice left us to sit with Jasper and Jane took her seat. As it neared the time for the dancers to go meet up with their choreographers, Cat showed up with a camera man. I caught a glimpse of a man over her shoulder and I tugged on Edward's sleeve.

"Behind her, that's Tyce Diorio."

Edward nodded. "Yes it is. He judged the last round of callbacks. I wonder what he's doing here."

Cat waved her hand and conversation died as all eyes turned on her.

"Good morning top twenty. I am bringing you a special treat today." She waved Tyce forward and flashed a brilliant smile around the room. "I believe you will all recognize Tyce Diorio. He was one of our guest judges during the call backs and for those of you who auditioned in Austin. Best known for his Broadway routines, Tyce is here for a special announcement."

She pushed Tyce forward a step and he clapped his hands in front of him. "I am here to teach you your first group dance. The top twenty will be dancing to a song from one of my favorite Broadway shows."

Angela and Ben cheered and the rest of the room broke into whispers. I had been wondering if we were going to get a group dance for the top twenty. Getting the chance to work with Tyce was a huge honor.

Tyce held up his hands and the whispering died. "Once you're all done eating we will meet down in studio two." He nodded and then left the room with Cat and the camera man in tow. Breakfast finished quickly after Tyce's announcement and I was swept along with the others down into the large studio on the first floor.

Tyce was waiting for us and a camera man was crowding himself into the corner, trying to film us without getting in the way. Tyce called everyone forward and then asked us to split into two groups.

"I want the boys on the right and the girls on the left."

We split into two and I took my spot between Angela and Alice. Angela was practically shaking with joy and Alice kept throwing skeptical glances around the room. I'd never done Broadway before but if it meant I got the chance to work with Tyce I would do practically anything.

Tyce smiled and pushed a button on the speaker.

Summer lovin' had me a blast
Summer lovin' happened so fast
I met a girl crazy for me
Met a boy cute as can be
Summer days driftin' away, to uh-oh those summer nights
Uh Well-a well-a well-a huh

It was Grease! A wave of realization spread around the room and a few of the dancers started dancing as we listened to the song. Once it was over Tyce called everyone back to attention and addressed the group.

"Apparently you all know this song?"

There were mumbled yes's. As it turned out all twenty of the dancers knew the song and had seen the movie.

Tyce continued. "Good, the song goes back and forth between the girls singing and the boys singing. We are going to do the same only with dancing." He pointed over to where I was standing with the other girls. "Ladies you are all now honorary pink ladies." He moved over to the boys and tossed one of his arms over Emmett's shoulders. "Boys, you are now all T-birds."

More cheering rose around the room.

Tyce clapped his hands to get everyone's attention. "Lets get started why don't we?"

He went back and forth teaching us the moves to the dance. Whenever the boys in the song were singing that was when the boys in our group would dance. The girls danced along with Sandy as she sang about her summer of love.

"Now I want you all to face the center of the stage."

I spun with the other girls and glanced across the room to where the boys were standing opposite us. After the first string of dance moves were over we had ended in the same ending pose.

"Look across the room and find the boy or the girl directly across from you."

I glanced across the room. I was in the second row, third girl from the center. My opposite was…Jake!

He realized it at the same time as I did and waved at me.

"Ok, both sides are going to dance into the center and you're going to line up with the person opposite you, ok?"

We nodded and Tyce had us walk into the center and practice lining up with our opposite.

"Hi Jake." "Hi Bells."

Tyce had us walk back to our opposite side and showed us the moves we would use to get to the middle. The boys were going to remain facing forwards and mimic one of the most recognizable moves from Summer Nights in the movie. It was the sideways jump move the T-birds did on the bleachers while Danny was talking about the babe he had met at the beach.

I giggled along with the other girls as we watched them try it out. It was just too funny to watch them. Emmett seemed to be having the most fun with it and Ben looked like he was having a field day. He was like a fish in water. The boy was born to do Broadway-that was the only way to explain it.

Tyce had purposely worked it out so that Ben and Angela were both in front, after he learned that they were both Broadway dancers. He had told us that he had asked to be a judge in the callbacks so he could get a feel for us as dancers before choreographing for us and he was looking forward to working with all of us in what he thought was going to be the strongest season yet.

"Girls, while the boys are doing that you are going to face the middle," Tyce directed, bringing me out of my thoughts and back into the studio.

We followed along as he lined up with the rest of us and turned to face the middle. He folded his hands behind his back and skipped forward. Two sashays on the left foot, one on the right, another one on the left, then two on the right.

He ran the move with us a few tims and the boys took their turn mocking us. All was fair, I guess. We had made fun of them.

"This will look better once you're all in costume." Tyce said as he ordered both groups back to their sides so we could run the partnering move together.

"The boys are all going to be in T-bird jackets and I've got pink skirts for the girls. You'll look just like you walked off the set of Grease."

Once we had the transition move down, Tyce started instructing groups in the partner dance. The groups in rows one and three were going to do one dance while groups in rows two and four would do another one.

Tyce let rows two and four sit down so he could work with the others. I grabbed my water bottle off the floor and sat with Jake against the wall as the others worked. Edward was paired with Jessica and Alice had managed to get paired with Erik.

"How do you think you and Edward are going to do this Wednesday?" Jake asked as he took a long pull from his water bottle and wiped his forehead.

I shrugged. "The dance will be as good as any dance could be after a week. I'm just worried America won't like the Bollywood."

"It's different, that's for sure. But there's a lot of energy in it and fast moves. I think you'll be ok."

Why did everyone keep telling me I would be ok? Did the judges really make that big a deal out of me? I didn't think they had. I wasn't anything special. I could go home just as easily as Jake or Alice or any of the others.

"Is your mom coming to the show?" Jake asked when I didn't respond.

I shrugged. "If Fox is paying to bring our families out here, then yeah, she'll probably come. Sumer will probably tag along too."

"That's your friend from Phoenix right?"

I nodded. "Yep."

"She your best friend?" He pressed and I could tell he was trying to find out where he stood on my Summer scale.

I elbowed him in the side. "I haven't known her as long as I've known you Jake. However, she's probably the only person in this world who knows me better than you, maybe."

He chuckled. "I know you better than your own shadow Bells."

I nodded. It was true. Jake had always known me better than anyone else did. Better than Charlie knew me. Probably better than my mom did. Renee and I were best friends but, I had always been more of the "mom" in our relationship. I kept her from hurting herself and tried to help her with her crazy projects. I reminded her to turn off the water after she washed the dishes and I always made sure the laundry got done.

"What about Billy? Is he coming down?"

Jake shrugged. "Probably not, with the chair it's hard for him to leave the reservation. That and he still isn't the most thrilled about me being a dancer. It's gotten better and he was really proud when I made the show, but I can tell it's still not his favorite thing."

"Too bad." I said honestly, trying to show Jake I supported him. "It bothers me when parents try to interfere with their children. There's nothing wrong with dancing Jake. Billy should be proud of you. You're probably one of the strongest dancers here and most of these dancers have been dancing since they were in diapers."

He chuckled. "And we were making mud pies." He said finishing my thought. "I know Bella. I'm not going to let my dad chase me away from dancing. I just know it's not what he wanted for me. He's never really tried to stop me. When did your dancing start?" He asked.

"I was seven when Renee had me take ballet."

His soft chuckled broke into an all out laugh. "You? In ballet?"

I punched him in the shoulder. "I thought you know about that?"

"I probably did or you told me about it at some point. But thinking of you in a fluffy pink tutu is just a really funny thought. I can't see you as a ballet dancer."

"Neither could I. I was always in the back. After Ballet, I tried tap and jazz and different kinds of dancing. I found salsa classes and kind of fell in love with the style. From there I moved to more Latin dancing and then found my style in Samba."

"And your second love of Hip-Hop." He added.

"Right." I said nodding and taking another swig of my water.

Tyce called the rest of us back onto the floor and let the first group sit down for a second. Jake pulled me to my feet and we got back to work.

Tyce kept us busy all morning. By lunch we had the choreography down. Tyce wasn't happy with our emotion and kept trying to push the dancers to have more fun with the moves. Dancing with Jake was almost as easy as dancing with Edward. I had trusted him completely since I was three years old and we both knew I would beat him to a pulp if he dropped me on one of the lifts.

Billy wouldn't mind if I decked him. I would probably break my hand if I tried, but no one would try and stop me.

Lunch was a buzz of conversation and then it was off to work with our choreographers. Edward and I were set to meet Max in the costume shop at six so we could be outfitted for the group piece and until then we were at Nakul's mercy.

Nakul ran us hard. We already knew the moves so he wasn't accepting mistakes of any kind. Before starting our work he had us change into our costumes so we could get used to dancing in them and I found I was having more trouble doing the aerial in the heavy pants.

I had our song memorized even though I didn't speak the language because we had heard it so many times and I was willing to bet I could have done the dance with my eyes closed as long as Edward's eye were open. We were into the first set of partner moves, coming up on the back roll.

After Edward's aerial he would fall to his knees. I had to trust he would get behind me because I had my back to him. I had to spin around and roll myself over his back. The beads on both of our pants hurt in the brief moments when they got pinned between our backs but the pain was minimal compared to how badly my feet hurt.

My whole body was one big sore muscle. I'd always thought I was in great shape but this show was slowly running me ragged. On the one hand I was sore but on the other hand our dance was really coming along great. I got a rush of pride at every comment Nakul gave me and wanting to make him happy pushed me to work harder.

This was his dance. He was using Edward and I to show it to the world. We had to do a good job with it. If the dance was bad we would wind up in the bottom three couples and it would hurt Nakul's reputation as a choreographer.

I found myself worrying more about making him proud than the judges. The judges wouldn't know how the dance was supposed to go, and as long as any mistakes we made were made with confidence they would have no idea. Nakul had created this dance out of nothing. A single foot out of place and he would spot it. He was certainly spotting them now.

"Bella, we've all ready gone over that move. You can't afford to make mistakes now."

I jumped and fixed the angle of my foot. After another hour he let us go so we wouldn't be late for our fitting.

"I'll see you both tomorrow for the dress rehearsal."

"Dress rehearsal?" I asked pulling my shirt back on and pouring water over my head.

He nodded. "Yep. Everyone's going to the stage tomorrow so you can practice changing between your costumes and getting into place between commercial breaks. It will also be the only time you get to practice your dance on that stage with the lights I've got set up."

We nodded along. I should have guessed we would get a dress rehearsal at the live stage. That would make the most sense. Max was waiting for us when we arrived and I found Alice already dressed in the changing room when she pushed me up on the platform.

"Hi Bella, what do you think?"

She spun in a circle and let me see the whole thing. She looked just like a pink lady: A long pink skirt with ruffles on the ends, her white top was form fitting but modest, she was wearing white shoes that almost looked like tennis shoes and there was a white band in her hair.

"It looks great." I said. That was only a half lie. She did look good. I had a feeling Alice could never look bad, but that outfit did not fit the current times.

She shrugged. "It would look better if there was a poodle on my skirt." She said as she started stripping and tucking the outfit away in her box. Under the costume was a white leotard and a white slip skirt. We would need the leotards with some of the lifts.

Max ordered me to strip again and soon she had me in my own pink lady outfit. My skirt was slightly shorter than Alice's and a darker shade of pink. My shirt wasn't as form fitting and it had a collar the same color as the skirt.

Max tried a few different things in my hair before deciding that I would get my hair tied back in a ponytail. She marked my hair needs on a sheet for Jason and led me out so I could see Edward in his costume.

Edward was already waiting for me with Jason. His outfit hadn't needed as much pinning. He had a pair of faded jeans and a black T-shirt that fit him like a glove. Over the shirt was a jacket that said T-bird on the back. He had on black boots and Jason showed me how his hair would get gelled back. It was the "finishing touch to the bad boy T-bird look" as Jason had called it.

He looked very handsome and when he laughed at my skirt I punched him in the arm. "I was going to say you looked great but, John Travolta pulled that look off better."

He chuckled at me. "Really Bella, have you looked in a mirror?"

I nodded. "Yes I have. I look just like I came from the movie."

"That's my point." He said. "You look great, you always do. But we look like we should be in the past. I find it humorous."

I nodded along and soon we were both chuckling at my poofy pink skirt and the tennis shoe wanna-be's. The shoes really were ugly but they were flexible and wouldn't get in the way of my dancing.

We got changed and once Max was satisfied with how I had put away both of my costumes she let us head down to dinner. The hallway was clear as we approached the door but I had my eye out for any of the prank soldiers.

We stopped outside the door and I shot Edward a glance. "Think it's safe?"

He nodded. "I think so. Alice and Emmett have one thing in common. They would want to see their prank when it went off. They know we're not playing their game. If we were about to walk into a trap they would stop us…I hope they would stop us."

"Agreed."

I swung the door open and stepped into the lounge. Everything looked clear for about a second and then there was a deep thump as something fell and hit me on the back. Whatever had landed on me exploded with a woof and white powder blew everywhere.

The white smoke got in my eyes and was plastered to my hair. I choked and I could hear Edward cursing behind me. It took a moment for the dust to clear enough for me to see and when I could see I didn't like what I saw.

Emmett and Leah were a few yards from me holding a small black camera. They looked stunned, clearly we were not the intended targets. Edward was at my side. The missile had hit me but most of the explosion had blown back on him.

We were both covered from our heads to our toes in white powder. His reddish hair was white and he was as stunned as I was. I was almost scared to ask what we were covered in. Edward regained his voice before I did.

"Emmett!-" His yell was cut off as he inhaled some of the white dust and started coughing. His movements blew more of the dust around and I started coughing along with him. My eyes stung and I had white powder down my shirt. Have you ever had an unknown white powder in your bra? It's not very much fun.

I tried brushing some of the powder off him and he started brushing it out of my hair. I shook my head and powder flew everywhere. I couldn't see more than a foot in front of me but I could hear Emmett when he started talking.

"Edward, what are you doing here? That flour sack was for Alice. you ruined our trap!"

"What the Hell, Emmett? We're covered in flour!"

A high pitched laughter came from behind us and I turned with Edward to find Alice standing in the hall outside the lounge with Jasper and Jane. The rest of the dancers seemed to already be in the lounge eating and soon everyone was laughing with Alice.

I shook my head again and more powder blew around us.

"Emmett, you're a dead man!" I cursed as I advanced on him. An arm snaked around my waist and stopped me in my tracks.

"Don't Bella. I want the honors of killing him myself." Edward said as he pulled me back against his chest locking my arms to my side. More powder floated in the air around us from our movements as it fell off our clothes and out of our hair.

"No." I growled as I tried to get free from Edward. "He's mine."

"You had better go shower first Bells. You've got something in your hair." Jake said as he took the camera from Emmett and moved in for a close up.

"You were in on this!?!" I yelled at him bewildered. What had we done to deserve this? Jake glanced at me from behind the camera, a real look of apology on his face.

"I'm sorry Bella, you weren't the intended victim. I promise."

I tried to get mad. I tried to yell at him I wanted to scream and curse at him. Nothing happened, I couldn't do it. He looked honestly sorry about what had happened and I had never been able to get mad at Jake. I spun on my toes breaking free of Edward's hold and stormed from the room.

Edward followed along behind me and I made sure to shake my hair again as I passed Alice and her group of pranksters so some of the flour would get on their clothes . They were going down. They were all going down.

Edward didn't speak until we were in the stairwell and up by the door to the third floor. There was a trail of powder behind us and I felt sorry for whoever had to clean it up because I sure as hell wasn't going to.

"Bella, what was that? You're just going to walk away now? I though you wanted to kill him?"

I spun around and made sure no one was with us on the stairwell before I let him in on my planning. "I do want to kill him. I'm not good at being mad at Jake but I still want Emmett's head on a silver platter. First though, I want a hot shower. I have flour in my bra and it's not the most comfortable feeling in the world."

He smirked at me, but something about the look I threw at him told him commenting was not a smart move. Smart boy, I was ready to bite someone's head off and I didn't want it to be Edward's.

"What are you planning?" He asked, catching on to my train of thought.

Now it was my turn to try out the evil Alice smile. "I think team Switzerland has been neutral long enough." I said trying to give him a hint.

He smiled and nodded along with me. "They'll never see it coming."

"We'll strike when they least expect it." I added, my mind racing with all of the things we could do to them.

"And we'll hit hard." Edward said, his smile growing into an evil grin like the one I was wearing. Now I knew why Alice wore this smile so much. It was kind of fun being an evil genius.

"After all," I said opening the door to the sixth floor. "Revenge is a bitch."

He nodded and brushed more of the flour out of my hair. "And her name is Bella."

"Damn straight it is." I said storming down the hall and into my room. Revenge would wait twenty minutes so I could take a shower. I caught sight of myself in the mirror on my wall. I looked like a ghost. My brown hair was gray, I had streaks in the flour on my face from where I had tried to get rid of it and my clothes would need to be washed twice. Revenge might need to wait an hour.

~Darkrose

I hoped you all liked this next chapter. I'll try to get to the first show in the next couple of chapters. I'm trying to decide if I want to do the shows in third person or maybe even in the pov of Cat or one of the judges. I'll probably stick with Bella or maybe Edward but it would give us a chance to see all of the dances if it was someone else. Let me know if you have any suggestions. Personally, I think Cat's kind of annoying so I probably won't pick her.