Eternity

by Beauties Who Dance

Fifteen-year-old Paige Hyland is auditioning for a popular dance television show, and she made it. Unfortunately, she gets paired with her last choice of partners, Edward Mulvoy. Edward had been admiring Paige since day one, and she hated it. Once she was dancing with him, she felt differently. Could Edward possibly have his shot at Paige?

11. Chapter 11

Paige's POV:

Edward and I are in the Top 3 of "So you think you can dance." It's been about two or three months since our first dance together. The surprising factor is that we still haven't had our first official kiss. We've been on countless amounts of dates, but nothing else.

"Hey. You ready to tackle the new routine?" Edward asks me.

"Yeah. Sure. Let's do it," I answer, hesitantly.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm fine. C'mon, let's get moving."

This week, we are dancing to a piece of jive music, an upbeat and alive style of dance. Edward and I practice each movement carefully, so we will be in-sync. He cracks a joke about every ten seconds of the rehearsal. Since the performance is tomorrow, we perfect everything. From our dancing, to our emotion, to our costume.

I go home that night with sore muscles, ready to be asleep. Although, tomorrow I won't have time for resting, I will need to get up, and get moving. That's how it's been lately, go, go, go.

"Guess who," a person with cinnamon-bun scented hands jokes, as they cover my eyes with their hands. I know that cinnamon-bun scent from anywhere.

"Hmm…I really have no idea. Lemme put a wild card out there and say Edward."

"Anndd our contestant just won five million dollars for answering the question correctly," Edward laughs, "and two free tacos."

I giggle while remarking, "Okay, very funny, but I need to hurry up getting ready for the performance." The last bobby pin secures in my curly up do, and I smile. Look how far the 'unstoppable duo' has come. Who knows? We could win this thing.

Edward takes my sweaty palm in his and whispers, "I know that we can do this."

I reassure him with a nod while I hear, "Paige Hyland and Edward Mulvoy taking the stage with a jive piece."

We take the stage, as confident as ever and place our feet the perfect distance apart from each other. Hop step, hop step, right left, turn, and finish. Edward pulls me against him and we walk towards the panel of judges. They say their compliments, improvements, and what-not.

"Paige that was spectacular!" he cries as we enter backstage. Then, he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me close, leaving inches of space between us. He presses his lips softly to mine, like a wisp of wind brushing your skin. I inch back, smiling. And then end the space once more.