I want to thank you all for the great reviews. I got one that literally made me tear up and it still does. I hope you enjoy this chapter. The songs for this are from the soundtrack of Grease "Greased Lightening" Katy Perry "Just One of the Boys" and Linkin Park "Bleed it Out"

BPOV MONDAY MORNING

I woke up with Alice cross ways on the bed. She was using my stomach as her personal pillow and had her hand wrapped around one of my legs. What was she dreaming about last night? It must have been good. My dreams were of pastry, butter crème and fondant nightmares. It was horrible as it was one disaster after another and they kept getting worse as the dreams went on. I had noticed it was just past 9am. I had not intended to get up this late but my butterflies were back full force. Between the dreams and the insects I gave up the fight. I shoved her off of me and she woke up startled. I looked at her with one eye brow raised and would ask her about it after I had my shower.

I turned on the faucets and noticed all the jets coming out. At least I could erase some tension from my shoulders and my mind this morning. I scrubbed my body with the loofa the hotel provided and washed my hair. I made sure to use extra conditioner I did not want bad hair on national TV. The hot water made me feel so much better. Not a panic attack yet but it was still early. I walked out in a towel and noticed Alice gone. I hoped she was ordering coffee cause I was going to need some before we headed down.

I noticed my outfit for the day on the bed. For once I was grateful for Alice and her sense of style. At least I would look good on TV while making an ass out of myself. I pulled on the thong and noticed it matched the bra. I thought Alice had certainly carried the color blue too far this time. Though I noticed that the thong made my ass look beyond spectacular in the jeans. They matched the chef shirt she got me perfectly. I pulled on a white t-shirt and then the chef top. I noticed she put out my comfortable tennis shoes. At least they were not high heals I thought as I chuckled in my mind. I went back into the bathroom and brushed out my hair and put it in to a high pony tail. My hair actually cooperated for once. I must take some of that wonderful shampoo and conditioner back with me. Now I was contemplating stealing from one of the best hotels in the world. I think the butterflies were now gnawing at my brain.

I walked out of the room into the living room. Angela had her head close to Alice and they were whispering. The conversation stopped when they noticed me in the room. Angela was all set to go and in her new gear. I sat down next to her and put my head into my hands and screamed. Alice got up and got me some coffee. Thank the coffee gods cause I needed it this morning more than ever.

"Bella drink first then talk. I want to add you look really nice. You are going to knock them dead!" Alice said with a smile on her face as she handed me the mug. I drank and came to my senses.

"I am ok I just realized that this was real and not a dream. What if I drop something or do something wrong or we don't place. I don't think I could handle it." I had a look of panic on my face as I took another sip.

"Bella we have gone through the supplies over and over again. We both know what we are doing. I will follow your lead. You can do this and this is your time to shine. Show them that the girl from Alaska is boss. Be a grizzly!!" Angela stood up and continued her little pep talk. When she ended we were all in a fit of giggles. At least it settled the bombers in my stomach and the doubt in my mind.

Alice went to get ready as we went over our game plan again. I was glad that Alice was there I needed a familiar face in the crowd.

"Alice we need to go down to the ballroom and go through things. I want to set up things the way we need them. No surprises that way. I will see you after it is over with! Please for cripes sake do not sit in the front. If you get to bouncing like you do it will knock the cakes over." She was rolling her eyes at me as she came out to hug us both.

"I will be there don't worry. You won't see me I promise. I know you are nervous enough. Just remember to smile and think positive." She pecked me on the cheek and went back to her beauty regime. Knowing her it would take the next couple of hours for her to get ready. I left a key for her on the desk. If she needed a break or something she could come back. I looked around and sighed. Angela looked at me and just smiled.

"Ang I am ok. Just trying to get it all out before we head into the lions den." I closed the door and we walked to the elevator. Neither of us said anything to each other. We had worked together before and we moved as one. I was relieved when she said yes that she would be honored to be my wing man on thunder road as she put it. Lord knows that girl has a fascination with John Travolta.

The doors opened and we stepped out into a sea of people. Holy shit! There were hundreds here and I think I just felt one of the bombers eat my kidney. Angela looked at me and there was panic in her eyes. Dressed as we did we stuck out like sore thumbs. The bellhop noticed us and came over to great us.

"Morning ladies. We did not expect this so early so Mr. Gerhard wanted me to lead you to the ballroom. I will get you there safe and sound." He took us behind the front desk quickly and through a back room. We ventured through a maze of doors and halls. We came out on the other side and right in front of the ballroom. Thank goodness they had not let people back this far. He bowed and wished us good luck with a wink.

"Morning Bella and Angela we are glad you got through the crowd. Your table is the second on the left. You have two hours to get organized and set up. Remember nothing is to be made till the clock is started. Good luck." Keegan shook both of our hands and we walked back to the table. There were boxes of stuff with labels on the tops. At least we were not going into this blind.

We started unpacking boxes one by one The main thing I wanted to check first were the cakes. We were only allowed 3 of each. If one was not useable we could not replace it. I just stood there with a frown on my face and Angela laughed at me as she pointed to the fridge behind us. She opened it up and there they were waiting for us. We both giggled at my nerves and went back to unpacking boxes.

Those two hours passed fast. As we unpacked and organized our work area we did not notice the people filing in. I did not even notice the cameras that were going to watch our every move. We were told 5 minutes and then it would be show time. Angela and I stood there waiting with our hearts beating out of our chests.

"Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the challenge of all challenges. The contestants in front of you are the best of the best. The rules have been changed for this competition to thus. We provided everything for them. They did not get to pick their shows. We did a blind draw out of a hat. This is the first time Food TV has ever done a competition like this before. So make the stakes even higher the first prize is $50,000. So let's start the clock. Ladies and Gentleman welcome to the world of Nickelodeon." He glanced at the clock and the audience counted it down. The sound was deafening but exciting at the same time.

We had a list of what needed to be done step by step. Get the layers carved and ready for fondant coverage. We both decided for me to carve and cover. Angela would start sculpting the characters and creatures to be used. In the world of Avatar there were 4 worlds: Earth, Air, Fire and Water.

I covered the first layer in butter cream and brown fondant. Making fondant smooth with no fingerprints was a talent that came natural to me. A crack in fondant was messy and brought down points. The next layer was to be the fire world. The colors for it were gold, yellow, beige, brown and red. I made the cake look like a moon scape engulfed in fire. That is how Ben described it to us last night when Angela talked to him. He gave her the idea and we both drew it out.

The next layer was for the water world. The colors were all in shades of blues and greens. I made sure the whole thing looked like it actually had waves in it. This world was split into two poles and I had to make sure they were visible.

I noticed Angela had some of the characters done. She was humming a known song to her. She really had it bad for "her Johnny" as she called him. She knew them like the back of her hand being with Ben. Thank goodness cause I would have never known about these characters. She looked at my work and smiled. We talked as we marked things of the list we had. I noticed the judges milling around. They made me nervous as hell but we had a job to do just like everyone else. I went back to the final cake to carve and cover.

This last world was a hard one. We could not figure out how to get nothing on a cake. You can feel air on your face or see it through the trees but on a cake what the hell? I covered the cake in blue and white fondant then Angela had the brilliant idea of using cotton candy as clouds. I smiled at the happy dance we did on that idea. As I cut the cake the knife slipped and I cut my thumb. I did not know what to do other than faint. Hell to the no I would not be the first one to faint at the site of blood on national TV.

"Damn…." I grabbed a clean towel and placed it to my thumb. Angela heard my voice and came over. She saw all the blood and was worried. Keegan saw what happened and went to a commercial. I heard the audience gasp as they saw what was going on at our table.

Keegan and the rest of the judges came over. They brought a medic with them. Great now I was not only bleeding but now the center of attention. I told them I was fine and it was not the first time I had done this. The medic was adamant about checking me out and took me behind the scenes. I told Angela to keep working and not to worry. They took the towel off my injured thumb. I noticed it was a lot deeper than I thought. How the hell did I cut myself. Leave it to me to hurt myself. The room started spinning but I held it together. At least I did not trip over the wires that were all over the place heading back here.

He said I needed stitches. I told him to do them right then and there. They all looked at me with awe. I told them I was going to get cleaned up and get back to work. I was not missing this now. They all laughed and said something about being stubborn. The medic stitched me up and then covered it up so I could continue to work without worry.

My shirt was covered in blood. One of the judges was kind enough to find me an extra chef shirt and I put my blue one in a bag for cleaning later. I went back out to a thunder of applause as they came back from commercial break. I blushed from my toes to the top of my head. I shook it off and went back to work. Angela hugged me with a spatula in her hand. I think she got frosting in my hair. At this point I did not care what was one more thing on my body at this point.

The thing that we had a hard time figuring out was how to connect each cake to the other. With it being that tall it needed support. They gave us several supports to chose from. We just had to figure out what one. We decided metal posts and plates would be the best way to support everything together. It would make it heavy but everything else would have turned it into a cake omelet. With this problem solved another one arose how to cover the posts. Angela decided to take things from the worlds and use them to cover the posts up. One world would support the other and lead up to the final world of air. It was brilliant really. She had sculpted mountains for the earth world. They would hold up fire. Then we took the buildings from the fire world and worked from there.

Hours went by as we worked. We were told 2 hours and counting. We had so much left to do. If we left anything out it would not be the show they knew as Avatar. I started to add the details to each layer. Grass and some trees to the earth layer. Flames and more details to the house for the fire layer. The water layer received fishes and what not. The air layer was covered in blue and white colored cotton candy. Even without the characters and other details it was looking really good. Angela was finishing the last details on Appa the flying bison. This creature was just weird looking with his white fur, six legs and beaver shaped tail. He had a black arrow that pointed to his nose and went to the back of his tail. She made it look wonderful and all furry.