This chapter was written to "Battlefield" by: Jordin Sparks.
It's snowing outside!?! What the heck? I thought we were experiencing global warming?!? This is going to ruin all of my Halloween party plans! Its way too early for this crap! (Points out window) that's not right?!? (pouts)
Chapter 28- Top Eighteen
Pov-Bella
Breakfast Wednesday morning was loud as everyone talked about the show we would be performing later tonight. Yesterdays dress rehearsal had gone better then I could have hoped. Emmett and Leah had clearly been the stars, but Edward and I had gotten through our entire dance without messing up. The only down side was that now the rest of the dancers were cracking 'bondage jokes' whenever Edward and I were around.
Edward pulled out the seat next to me and set down a tray with food. "How's your wrist feeling?" He asked as he scooted closer to me. I shot my ice pack a dark look and didn't reply. Edward already knew how my wrist was bothering me but I didn't want to say anything near the other dancers. I'd bitched about it for a half hour after Nat and Tab had finally let us go last night.
"That good hu?" He said sarcastically.
"I'll be fine." Eventually…
Emmett, Leah and Erik slid into the table with us and I moved my brace and ice pack into my lap so the others wouldn't question me while we ate.
"What's the schedule like this morning?" Leah asked, pouring herself a glass of orange juice.
"Choreographers in the morning, after lunch they'll drive us to the studio so we can set up our stations with our helpers and then individual work until diner." Edward said looking at the bulletin the producers had posted on the wall next to our table.
"I can't wait until tonight." Emmett said. Leah smiled and bumped fists with him.
Napoleon and Tabitha were waiting for us up stairs and they got right to work stretching us out and making sure we had all of the transition moves down. Once they were satisfied that we had a strong grasp on the dance they slowed us down and had us run a few of the parts at half tempo so we wouldn't over work ourselves.
Tabitha pulled me aside as Napoleon tried to get Edward more comfortable with his popping. He'd come along way in the last week but it was still clear that this was not his strongest style and our choreographers were worried about losing points for technique.
"How's your hand, Bella?" she asked once we were away from the boys.
I scowled, was this the only thing people wanted to ask me anymore? What about asking my opinion on the weather? I thought it was beautiful outside the hot air reminded me of home but there was a nice breeze to keep everyone cool. "It's fine Tabitha." She blocked me from turning around and crossed her arms over her chest, not liking my half answer.
"Bella I need to know if your knuckle is still bothering you. We don't want you to permanently injure your hand."
I shied. "It's sore but, it really is feeling better then it was before." She didn't seem to fully believe me but she didn't pres any farther. Really my hand wasn't bothering me as much as it had before… Great, now I was lying to myself.
Lunch was quieter then breakfast as the pressure of tonight started to set in. Tomorrow, two more dancers would be sent home and sixteen of us would be one step closer to the title. I had a feeling it was only going to get worse as we got closer to the end. These first few weeks would take out all of the weaker dancers then it would be a blood bath to reach the end.
"Let's go get our costumes on the bus Bella." Edward said when I shoved my tray away from me, unable to force myself to eat anymore. I nodded and let him open the door for me as we walked up stairs.
Jason found us as we walked into the costume shop and said he would be waiting in our changing room by the time we got to the studio. I double and then tipple checked my costume box to make sure I had everything. I already had the flag tucked into the pocket of my pants and I made sure the pocket was buttoned shut so it wouldn't fall out. How embarrassing would it be to show up on stage and not have our prop? We would probably get eliminated for stupidity.
I met up with Edward in the hallway and we tucked our things into the storage bins above the seats on the bus. People across the street were taking pictures of the bus and Emmett and Jake were making faces at them from behind the safety of the dark tinted windows.
"What are you two idiots doing?" Alice asked as she climbed up onto the bus and saw Jake and Emmett sticking their tongues out.
"Were making faces at the people taking pictures of us." Jake said sticking his thumbs in his mouth and letting his tongue hang out.
Alice looked out the window and laughed at the people snapping pictures, completely unaware of Emmett and Jake. "I'm sorry I asked." She said shaking her head.
I pulled her down into the seat next to me so Edward sat behind us with Jasper. "Are you ready for tonight?"
She nodded. "Most definitely, our songs awesome this week and I think Mike and I worked out most of our problems."
"You're lucky you picked your style. Victoria and I got stuck with the salsa." Jasper said leaning against the back of my seat as the bus pulled out.
Alice nodded. "I saw the dress they've got her in this week, it's really hot."
"What is your leading style Jasper?" I asked spinning around in my seat so I could look at the boys. I'd become a lot closer to both Rosalie and Jasper this week but I still didn't know too much about him. He shrugged. "Contemporary with some modern Jazz thrown in."
"You like Jazz dance?" Alice asked bouncing in her seat.
He nodded. "It's one of my favorite dance styles as well as musical selection. I really like old blues and jazz music."
They started talking about jazz music and Edward mentioned a few jazz pieces he had preformed on his piano. I didn't know much about jazz music other then it always had a saxophone in it. I turned around and pressed my nose to the glass of the bus so I could see the buildings as we drove by. Vegas was so beautiful.
When we got to the building I spotted Leo standing with some of the other guards watching over us as everyone got their things into the building.
Alice pulled me over to him. "Hey Leo."
He nodded at her. "Good day miss Alice, how can I help you?"
"Rose and I are taking Bella shopping again after then next elimination round, can you go with us?"
He nodded once and I groaned. "Alice what if you just jinxed us? There's no way of knowing if we'll even all even be here on Friday."
She waved off my worries and pulled me along behind her into the studio. Leo chuckled once but said nothing as we walked away from him. "You worry too much Bella."
"I do not."
She let go of my arm and I stumbled to a stop near Edward and Jason. Jason clapped and took my costume box for me saying something about wanting to help with my hand. I had a feeling either Edward or Tabitha had told him not to let me carry anything by myself. I was a big girl now damn it!
"Thanks." I mumbled anyway trying not to glower at him. He was just trying to help and my mother had raised me with manners.
He led the way as we weaved around the other dancers and crew men. "Once you get your things put away you need to go to the stage. Since there's no group dance their going to show you the little opener move that the dancers do every season to introduce the boys and the girls." Jason helped me get my box tucked under our counter and then Edward and I shuffled onto the main stage with the other dancers.
Cat was waiting with us on stage along with two very familiar faces. Anya and Pasha from season three were standing with her and I wasn't the only one who recognized them as whispers broke out amongst this years dancers.
Once everyone was gathered Anya waved her hands and called the dancers to attention. "Welcome season five!"
We cheered a little bit and then she and her partner Pasha ran through the moves for the introduction. The moves were simple as far as dancing goes. We would dance out as a group. Cat would say our names and we would jump forward for a second of solo camera time. After the little solo we would get into groups, girls on stage right, boys on stage left. Cat would introduce the girls and we would dance forward and then she would introduce the boys, blah blah blah.
Cat would get introduced after us and she would walk down the center of our two groups. We would dance around her and scurry off stage to get changed while she introduced the judges and distract the live audience until the first pair were ready. Once everyone had the opener down we were all directed up stairs to work until diner was served.
I grabbed the flag out of our changing room so Edward and I could work on our dance. I shoved the flag into the waist band of my warm up pants since I didn't have pockets and didn't want to stick it in my bra, which is where my phone always went when I wore pants with no pockets.
What part do you want to work on?" Edward asked as he closed the door to one of the small practice rooms.
"Can we work on the flip into your set?"
He nodded. "Go for it."
I stood opposite him in the room and took a deep breath. I raced forward and leapt just as Edward bent over. He grabbed my knees to keep me from falling and I snagged his hips as he stood up. He flipped my legs over his shoulder and I landed crouched on my toes behind him. It was easier to do bare foot, like I was now, but it looked more impressive in high heels.
I spun around as soon as I was sure which way was up and locked my arms around Edward's neck as he fell to his knees. I used one of my hands to pull the flag out and tied his hands behind his back.
We didn't have the music playing so Edward was counting out each of our movements. I pushed myself up with his shoulders and leapt over him, leapfrog style, as he rolled backwards taking over the counts as he did his set.
We were a little off without the music but, we kept in time with each other as I moved back to his side. I wrapped my arms around him, keeping my back to the audience so they wouldn't see me losses the flag. As soon as his arm was free Edward grabbed my wrist and spun me around locking one of my arms behind my back so we were hooked together by the flag.
He took over the counts as I ran my set and we continued to work on our dance until Alice came in and told us diner was ready.
"You two are getting really good at dancing with that flag. I was watching you from the window." She admitted with a sheepish smile.
"Thanks"
I sat down with Alice as Edward got our diners. Most of the groups were eating together at the tables. Alice, Jasper, Edward and I took seats on the beanbags cushions.
"I'm going to have to get one of these for my apartment." Alice said jumping into the giant cushion and patting it affectionately.
"If you get one of the monster size ones you could probably hide in it." Jasper said laughing as Alice through a bit of her sandwich at him.
"I'm not that tiny." She insisted with a little adorable pout.
He smiled. "Yes you are and it's adorable, you're like a little fairy."
"Are you saying I look like Tinkerbell?" Alice asked with a scowl on her heart shaped face.
He shook his head and smirked at her. "I was thinking more along the lines of The Green Fairy from Moulin Rouge."
She smiled at him and scooted over onto his cushion as Edward took hers next to me. He passed me a sandwich and a bottle of water. We chatted through out diner and wished each other luck. There was a silent feeling of competition in the air as everyone got ready to go down stairs for the show. We were friends, at least most of us were, but we were also competitors in a contest that would make one of our wildest dreams come true.
I knew that at some point in the contest I would have to watch each one of my friends go home if I wanted to claim the title of America's favorite dancer. That or I would have to wave good bye as they moved on without me.
"Ready?" Edward asked as we followed along behind the others back down to the first floor. We could hear the live audience filling into their seats and I was kind of sad to know that no one in my family had been able to make this show.
"I'm always ready." I said trying to sound more confident then I really was.
He smirked. "Keep telling yourself that. Have you got the flag?" I pulled the flag out of the waist band of my pants and spun it around on my finger.
"Yep, I'm already to lock you up and throw away the key." He raised his eye browns, surprised by my innuendo. He really did think I was all innocent. Ha ha, stupid boy.
"There are no keys." He pointed out with a cheeky grin.
I rolled my eyes at him. "Play along."
"Are we playing a game? I was hoping you were serious."
I smacked him playfully and grabbed my solo dress of my make-up chair. Everyone would be wearing their solo outfits for the introduction dance, that way all of the costumes were a surprise when each group did their partner dance later tonight.
I slipped into the girls changing room and shed off my warm up clothes. I pulled on a bra with clear straps and a pair of booty shorts both the same color as the dark blue dress I was going to wear. The dress was made of layers of sheer fabric that ended right above my knees and tied in a halter behind my neck.
I beat Edward back into our ready room and Jason brushed out my hair so it hung in soft curls down my back. Edward came back into the room and I blushed as he looked my dress over. I chosen this dress very specifically for the fact that it was a same dark blue as the tank-top I wore to bed, Edward's favorite color.
"I love that color on you."
I smiled and closed my eyes so Jason could brush powder over them and I wouldn't have to look at him. "I know."
He slid into the chair next to me and Jason brushed out his hair letting it fall wildly around his eyes. Edward grumbled as Jason brushed a light make-up over his eyes and Jason promptly told him to 'be a man' and 'suck it up'. I laughed.
We set out our hip-hop costumes on our chairs so we could quick change and the red light near our chairs flashed, telling us it was time to go.
"Good luck." Jason called as we followed the others down to the stage entrance. It was dark and I trip twice over wires on the ground as the others moved easily past me acting like they weren't even there.
Cat was standing with some of the show workers and they called everyone into our starting lines. I slid into my place between Erik and Alice and we raced onto the stage as the opening them song ended. Cat's voice rang out around the room even though she was still back stage and the live audience roared to life.
One by one our names were called and we stepped forward to kiss ass with the audence.
"Leah"
"James"
"Emmett" Emmett raced towards the edge of the stage and threw himself backwards into a flip. He landed and waved his arms to get the crowd really going before hopping back into his place.
"Angela."
"Jane"
"Erik" Erik popped his collar and pulled out a little of his B boy moves before skipping back and slapping a high five with me as I moved past him.
"Bella" I hit a few spins and swung my legs over my head in an aerial like Nakul had showed my last week. The crowd loved and I waved as I skipped back and let Alice take the spot light.
"Alice" Alice was cute, energetic, and the crowd ate her up as she did her solo.
"Ben"
"Heidi"
"Jake"
"Rosalie" Rosalie's solo dress was different from the one she'd worn last week. This one was creamy white with gold straps and just a bit shorter then mine. She hit a few spins, letting the dress work its way up her legs as she did so and then surprised everyone with a back flip similar to Emmett's. I hadn't known she could do that.
"Laurent"
"Tanya"
"Edward" Edward slipped past Tanya and hit center stage on his toes as he spun. He moved into an aerial like I had but dropped to a role at the end. He pushed himself back up to his feet and jumped around Jasper as he moved forward.
"Jasper"
"Victoria"
"Mike"
Mike was the last solo and he hurried to move back into his spot as I moved forward with the girls.
"Here are your girls America." Cat's voice was almost drowned out by the audience. I stayed in place behind Jane as we sauntered forward and then we turned to face the boys.
"And here are your boys."
The boys danced forward and I noticed that the girls got a bigger applause. Score one point for the girls.
"And here is your host, Cat Deeley!"
Cat came out center stage and walked through our two groups. We turned and waved past her as she walked forward.
"There they are America, your top eighteen!" She screamed into her mic as the live audience took off again. Once I was past Cat and out of her spot light I picked up my pace and hurried with the others to get back stage.
It was nice getting to go last. I didn't feel rushed as I changed into my hip-hop outfit and even took the time to toss my solo dress back in my box. Jason pulled my hair up into a pony and then pinned it in a bun so loose strands hung around my face.
Jason worked his magic with a make-up brush and dusted purple powder around Edward eye so it looked like he had a bruise. Edward leaned forward to inspect his work.
"You've got a good left hook Bella, check out this bruise."
"I'm sorry about that."
We laughed and I glanced down at the monitor so I could see what was going on front stage.
"Edward look, Emmett and Leah are doing the tango number."
Edward moved over to my side with Jason and the three of us watched as they danced. The song ended and Leah feel to the ground as the bloody red spot light went out plunging the stage into darkness.
"You've guys got some competition this week." Jason said applauding quietly with the rest of us as the lights came on and the audience blew up. Emmett helped Leah to her feet and the moved to take comments from the judges.
Nigel couldn't have been happier. He loved how the strength of the dance and the song matched Emmett and Leah's individual personalities as well as brought them together. Mary was almost speechless for the first time in her life and when she did speak she gave both Emmett and Leah tickets on the hot tamale train.
"Dang it." Edward said cursing softly.
"What?"
"Emmett bet me twenty bucks that he would get on the train before I would."
I laughed already knowing where this was going."
"And you took the bet didn't you?"
He nodded. "Yep, and I just lost."
"At least you won the flower bet right?" I asked as we watched Jasper and Victoria rush past our changing room in their salsa costumes. They were on after Mike and Alice's jazz routine.
Edward shook his head. "Nope, I asked Emmett about that and he admitted to hitting on Rose but other then that first kiss we saw her give him when he got into the top twenty he said she's kind of shut him out. He said their friends and he loves talking to her but she always pushes him away when he tried to get closer. He doesn't get why she's so shy so he's trying not to push her."
I suddenly felt very awkward. Edward glanced over at me when I didn't say anything and he raised an eye brown at me. "Bella?"
I shook my head and was grateful when Jason called my back to the make-up seat. "It's nothing." I lied and quickly moved back over to where Jason was working. I closed my eyes so I wouldn't have to look at him and tried to hold still as Jason ran eye liner around my eyes.
The night flew by as one by one each of the pairs did their dance and held their breath for the judges comments. Jasper and Victoria got mixed reviews for their salsa whereas Jane and Erik got hit pretty hard by their waltz.
Before I knew what had happened their was only one dance left for the night and Edward and I were hiding in the shadows off stage-right waiting for the lights to go down before the commercial break. Mars gave us a que when the lights went down and we walked down onto the stage floor.
"You've got the flag right?"
Edward asked as we reached center stage. I'd already checked a dozen times but my hand flew down to feel the pocket of my pants just to make sure. I felt the cloth flag in my pocket and nodded, reassured. "I got it."
"Alright, I'll see you in a little bit."
I turned and walked over to the other side of the stage as Edward moved to the far right side. The break was only three minutes long but it was the longest three minutes of my life. I was standing near the edge of the stage and I did my best not to lock eyes with any of the people sitting near me.
Cat had already announced Edward and I and said what song we would be dancing to so when the break was over the lights came up and our music started automatically. My heart raced as the drum beat started and I began my opening set.
"Don't try to explain your mind
I know what's happening here
One minute it's love,
And suddenly it's like a battlefield."
At the end of my first little set I ducked into my role and used the momentum to push myself back up to my feet. Edward was in position and as soon as I was on my feet I swung out at him. He reached for me after the first hit so I snuck my right hand in and punch him in the gut. A few people in the audience laughed and I took my third swing letting myself fall into character.
"One word turns into a war,
Why is it the smallest things that tear us down?
My world's nothing when you don't
I'm out here without a shield,
Can't go back now."
Napoleon and Tabitha had talked a lot about the story behind this song. I was leading the fight trying to understand why my relationship with Edward wasn't working. We were lovers in a fight and I tried to portray my anguish in my facial expressions as he dogged away from my last blow.
He jumped back as I spun on him and I ran at him. I forced the audience, the judges, and my wrist out of my mind as I jumped focusing everything I had on the jump. Edward ducked down and I tucked my knees up. Edward snagged my legs out of the air and locked them against his chest as he stood up. I hit his back a little harder the usual and took a second to catch my balance. I struggled against his hold a little bit as he stood up and then grabbed his waist as he flipped me over.
"Both hands, tied behind my back with nothing,
Oh no, these times when we climb so fast to fall again.
Why we gotta fall for it now?"
I landed on my toes and twisted around as fast as I could. I slipped in my spin which only added to the effect as I grabbed onto Edward's neck and he dropped to his knees. I let one of my arms fall down and yanked the flag out of my pocket. I fumbled a little bit with the flag but managed to get both of the loops locked around Edward arms before he rolled backwards. I pushed off his shoulders and let him roll under me.
"I never meant to start a war.
You know I never wanna hurt you.
Don't even know what we're fighting for"
I kicked up my legs and hit a couple of windmills as Edward danced his solo behind me trying to remember every piece of advice Tabitha had told me when she showed me how to make my moves crisp. Hip-hop dancing didn't have nearly as many rules as older, more rigorous styles of dancing did but the technique involved was harder then any other style I'd ever tried.
As I neared the end of my set I could feel Edward coming up behind me. I spun on my toes again, locking my arms around his waist. I kept my back to the audience making it look like I was just giving him a hug while I loosened the flag.
"Why does love always feel like a battlefield,
A battlefield, a battlefield?
Why does love always feel like a battlefield,
A battlefield, a battlefield?
Why does love always feel like-"
As soon as the first of his hands were freed he grabbed my wrist and spun me around locking my wrist into the free loop. I tried to twist away from him but fell back when the flag tying us together ran out of room. We moved into a partner dance, both of us trying to pull the other closer without giving any ground ourselves.
This move was one of the ones Tabitha and Napoleon had had to change after I hurt my wrist. Originally I would have had my right hand in the flag and Edward would have had his left so we could both dance facing the audience. After my injury they'd adjusted it so we both had our left wrists in the flag and we were facing each other.
"Can't swallow our pride.
Neither of us wanna raise that flag.
If we can't surrender then we both gonna lose,
What we had, oh no."
Edward grabbed the flag in his hand and yanked me back to him. I swung out like I was going to hit him again but he caught my hand before I could reach him. He held my hands together and unseen to the audience I loosed the flag around his wrist. He pulled his hand free and spun me around so he could tie my hands behind my back.
"Both hands tied behind my back with nothing.
Oh no, these times when we climb so fast to fall again.
I don't wanna fall for it now!
I never meant to start a war,
You know I never wanna hurt you.
Don't even know what we're fighting for"
As I rolled away from him I tried to control my breathing. I ended up kicking my own hands as I threaded my legs through my arms and my wrist throbbed painfully. I winced for a second before pushing myself up to my knees and forcing myself to keep moving. My hands were in front of me now. I planted my hands on the ground in front of me and kicked my legs up over my head.
I landed on my feet and Edward moved in behind me. He grabbed me around the waist and lifted me into the air. I hit a V kick and landed on my toes. I spun to his side and we moved into the only set of moves we had that were the same.
"Why does love always feel like a battlefield
A battlefield, a battlefield?
Why does love always feel like a battlefield
A battlefield, a battlefield?"
At the end of the set Edward twisted away from me. I jumped after him and tossed my still connected arms around him. He grabbed onto my hands and I jumped up and locked my legs around his waist. I tucked my head into his neck trying to draw attention to my embracing him so no one would see him unhook the flag from around my wrists.
"I guess you better go and get your armor.
(Get your armor)
Get your armor!
I guess you better go and get your armor.
(Get your armor)
Get your armor!
I guess you better go and get your-"
He helped me down and I jumped away from him as he moved to hold onto me. The flag was no longer tied around my wrists but I kept it in my hand as we danced. The story in our dance was that my character was conflicted and couldn't let down her guard enough to let herself get closer to Edward's character. The music in the song grew as I turned back to face center stage.
"We could pretend that we are friends tonight.
(Oh, oh, oh)
And in the morning we'll wake up and we'll be alright.
'Cause baby, we don't have to fight,
And I don't want this love to feel like,
A battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield?
Why does love always feel like a battlefield
A battlefield, a battlefield?"
We met center stage and I moved into another set of hits. At the end of the punches I moved to pull away but Edward stopped me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back to him flipping my quickly over his shoulder again. As the song ran through the last chorus we moved into another set of partner moves.
"Why does love always feel like.
A battlefield, a battlefield?
I never meant to start a war,
Don't even know what we're fighting for.
I never meant to start a war,
Don't even know what we're fighting for."
As the last few notes trailed away I turned to face Edward. He was standing just a few feet away from me. I held up the flag and let it drop to the ground at my feet. I was surrendering. As he walked over to me and pulled me into a hug the audience cheered and the lights got brighter.
"Good job Bella." Edward whispered in my ear."
I stood on my toes so my lips were at his ear. "You too."
I wrapped my arms around Edward's neck and let him swing me in a circle as Cat climbed on stage and called us over to her.
"That was fanatic you two come over here."
She waved us over and gave me a strong look as we neared her. "Are you alright dear?"
Hu? Why wouldn't I be ok?
Edward turned to towards me and whipped tears off my cheek. Why was I crying? I swatted his hand away and pain shot up my arm. Ouch! That was why. The adrenalin from our performance was wearing off and my wrist throbbed. My fingers were numb and one of the straps on my brace had come undone at some point during the dance.
"Bella are you ok?" He asked.
I nodded biting down on the inside of my cheek. I clutched my wrist against my chest and turned to face the judges. "I'm ok." Lire!
Cat nodded and turned to talk to the judges. Nigel and Mary were sitting in their usual seats along with this week guest judge, Little C.
Nigel was up first. "Are you ok Bella?" He asked. I whipped at my eyes trying to get myself to stop crying and nodded, embarrassed that I was showing this much weakness on live TV. "I'm ok. I just pulled on my hand."
He nodded. "Yes, we heard about your little accident this week. I think we have a clip of that don't we?" He asked. The screen behind us light up and I glanced over with Edward to watch it.
The clip started with a little shot of Nat and Tab talking about the fighting sequences in this weeks dance. The screen changed to Tabitha telling me to pretend to hit Edward and then me actually hitting him. Some of the audience members hissed as my knuckle snapped and some of them laughed as Edward fell over. The clip ended with Dr. Andrews telling me my knuckle was broken.
The lights came back up and I ducked my head into Edward shoulder.
"You two just don't seem to be having any luck." Nigel said and I chuckled dryly along with Edward. He commented on our technique with the flag and then called to have a medic come and look at my hand.
I blushed when Dr. Andrews came on stage and took a step back so he could look at my hand while Cat continued to talk to the judges. Mary loved the dance and had the stage crew run a clip of us tripping over each other as we worked on practicing with the flag earlier in the week. She didn't give us tickets to the hot tamale train but she commented on our dance.
Little C wanted a clip of our first jump played and he commented on the level of trust it took for someone to be willing to launch themselves head first over their partner and trust that he would catch her. He gave me good comments on my technique but noted that Edward still seemed to be struggling with the hip-hop groove.
"Hip-hop's not your leading style is it Edward?" He asked as Dr. Andrews let my hand go. He wanted me to come see him tomorrow morning so he could change the brace but I would be ok for tonight.
"No Sr. this was the first time I've ever done a hip-hop routine."
Little C nodded along and gave him props for how far he'd com in the last week. Once the judges were done giving us comments Cat told America our number and reminded them to call in and vote for their favorite dancers to keep them in the contest.
The rest of the dances came on stage and we danced together on stage as the ending theme song played. Tomorrow we would lose two more dancers but for tonight I could already tell Emmett and Jake were setting up plans for another party back at the studio.
~Darkrose
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