Hey guys, I'm so sorry I haven't posted recently. I've just been really busy and stuff, but I won't drag on. So here it is, enjoy!

One by one, the contestants filed out onto the stage, palms sweating and hearts feeling as though they're thumping out of their chest. Once everyone is in their places, the mentors enter from where it all began at the beginning of the week, except this time their expressions are a lot more sober, very solemn and serious. When they reach the stage, the three mentors relax, unlike the rest of the group, who tense up even more. Jack glances at Ollie, who's wearing his shoes as he couldn't find his own shoes which Jaia had hidden earlier. He smiles slightly, before looking back at Nikki, who's giving him a watchful stare.

"Okay guys, let's get on to this. Adaptability week has been hard for some of you, but many of you have really pleasantly surprised us, which is really great. The two people who really shone this week were Pierce and Ollie."

Thank god, Ollie thought, clapping Pierce hard on the back, who smiled, looking almost as relieved as him.

"Ollie, you really took ownership as the leader and showed off another side to you that we haven't seen before. You really took a lot of time out of your rehearsal time to help the others, and you were still exceptional in all aspects of the week. Pierce, you didn't disappoint either. You created some great choreography with Jaia, had an astounding vocal session, and really delivered in the music video. Both of you were flawless, and that is why you are top of the callback list this week, congratulations!"

"Now, it was really difficult to choose a bottom three this week, but you are all here because you didn't quite deliver in one way or another." Robert explained, looking at the four competitors who stand in front of him. His gaze first falls on West, who's looking down blankly at the floor, a single tear trickling down his cheek. Just seeing him in this vunerable position, so helpless, made Robert's heart break. He then turned his attention to Cindy, who stood beside him, sobbing quietly, occasionally looking over to West and trying to give him a smile. She was trying so hard, desperately wanting to be good enough, and she was so young, so new to this. As was Emily actually, who stood to her left. She was only eighteen- as was Cindy- and she wanted it so badly, which made this situation harder. And then there was Jenna. She was bursting at the seams with passion, and was so bubbly, but seemed really misunderstood. Robert didn't want to see any of them in this position. But it was his job, and he had no choice.

"But as you know, this is the way it goes. Only one of you goes through, and that person is..." Jenna bit her lip. Cindy let a sob leave her lips. West put his head in his hands. Emily stared up at the ceiling, trying to stop herself from wailing.

"CINDY!" Penny screeched, running up to the crying girl and wrapping her arms around her tightly. Chesney then joined in, then Ace, and before they knew it, everyone was embracing Cindy in a group hug.

"Love you Cind," Ace whispered, kissing the girl softly on the head. Cindy whimpers slightly, sniffling.

"Love you to, but I'm kind of struggling to breath so if you could let go, that'd be great!" The group laugh, letting her sink down into the sofas soft cushions.

"Well now it's really on, isn't it. Jenna, Emily and West. I can't call it." Pierce admits, sitting down beside her.

"Yeah, I know the feeling."

~Emily~

"Why can't I get this!" Emily cries,throwing her hands up in the air out of frustration. She then perches on the make up table, hand on her head. She runs her hands through her hair, trying to get a grip, whispering little sayings to herself.

"Let's go again." She decides, plugging the MP3's earbuds into her ears loosly, twisting the wire in her fingers. Then she clicks play and runs it again, trying to ignore the fact that what is coming could make, or break her.

-West-

This is the hardest thing I've ever done.

West looked at himself in the mirror. He placed both hands on his face,running them up and down in unison. He stood up, checked his watch one more time and slipped on his jacket. He brushed it off and then closed his dressing room door.

~Jenna~

Jenna stood, peering behind the curtains as the mentors entered the room. She tried to control her breathing, rubbing her sweaty palms together. She politely took the mic from the stage hand, closed her eyes, and let out another deep breath. She looked again at the stage hand, who held his hand out, signalling:

'3, 2, 1'