Rapunzel watched nervously as Camelot's team performed for the competition. They were really good. Their routine was unique and fun and the girls' timing was perfect. A huge crowd had gathered to watch the competition and everyone was cheering for them.

"God, I hate them," Jasmine muttered from beside Rapunzel. She had been quiet the whole time and Rapunzel nearly forgot she was there.

After being kicked off the team, both Rapunzel and Jasmine weren't planning on going to the competition, but at the last minute Jasmine called Rapunzel and told her they should go to support the team; despite how they felt about Helga.

Rapunzel and Jasmine had never been good friends, but she had to admit hanging out with Jasmine wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. Although, Rapunzel wasn't sure why she had been nervous about spending time with her.

"I hope Fiona falls and breaks her neck," Jasmine muttered as Fiona was thrown up into the air.

Oh yeah. That's why.

"This year has to be our year," Rapunzel said.

"Our year?" Jasmine repeated. "We're not on the team anymore."

"I meant 'our' as in our school."

Jasmine nodded. "Personally, I have mixed feelings. On the one hand, after the semester Esmeralda has been having, she deserves this win. They all do. Except Helga. Part of me wants us to lose just so Helga never has the satisfaction of winning."

"I can understand that," Rapunzel said.

When Camelot's team finished, everyone erupted into loud cheering. Some of the crowd even gave them a standing ovation. Jasmine crossed her arms over her chest and glared at them.

"Next up," the announcer called out over the speakers, "the Andalasia Dragons!"

Rapunzel clapped and cheered. She watched as her friends ran out onto the large stage. They immediately took position and waited for the music to start. When it did, Rapunzel and Jasmine watched them carefully, going over the routine in their own heads. So far, they were nailing it perfectly. Rapunzel stole a glance at the judges. Two of them were watching the routine while the third was writing something down.

When their routine was over, Rapunzel and Jasmine sprung to their feet and started cheering. After a couple more routines, the judges make their choice and the announcer stepped onto the stage. A mic stand was placed in front of him and he held up an envelope.

"This year's first runner-up is..." He paused as he opened the envelope. "The Camelot Knights!"

Rapunzel and Jasmine cheered in relief.

"And the winner is..." Rapunzel and Jasmine gripped each other's hands and leaned forward in anticipation. "The Anadalasia Dragons!"

Rapunzel and Jasmine screamed in excitement. They got to their feet and cheered along with the rest of the crowd. Helga stepped forward and took the trophy. The rest of the team gathered around her and they held it up.

"Andalasia is number one!" They shouted.

"Andalasia is number one!" the crowd shouted back.

Rapunzel hugged Jasmine. "We're number one! We did it! We actually won!"

XXX

Esmeralda smiled out at the large crowd in front of her. They did it. She did it. They finally won. The team basked in the glory for a little bit longer before running off the stage.

"Can you believe it?" Charlotte cried out. "We won!"

"Good job, team," Helga said. "Let's get changed and get ready to leave. Meet back at the bus in twenty minutes."

The competition was held in one of the school's auditorium and they were assigned the fitting rooms to change in. Esmeralda changed quickly and fixed her makeup and hair. She then grabbed her duffel bag and headed towards the parking lot.

"Excuse me, Esmeralda?"

Esmeralda spun around when she felt a hand grab her shoulder. A woman wearing a short, pinstriped dress was standing behind her. Esmeralda thought she looked vaguely familiar, though she was sure she had never met her.

"Yes?"

"You helped choreograph that routine, correct?"

"Yes."

"It was very good."

"Thank you."

The woman nodded. "And, I must say, you're an incredibly talented dancer."

"Thank you. It's been a passion of mine for a while."

"It shows." The woman held out her hand. "I'm Tzipporah."

Esmeralda hesitantly shook her hand. Then it dawned on her why she looked familiar. "You're the Tzipporah. You're the one who does the choreography for musicians' shows and music videos."

Tzipporah smiled and handed Esmeralda her business card. "I also hire dancers for shows and music videos. I would really like to work with you this summer, Esmeralda."

Esmeralda stared at her. "With me?"

Tzipporah laughed. "Yes. Like I said; you're very talented. I'm filming a couple music videos this summer in New York and I can definitely use your talent. Take some time to think about it and get back to me."

"I... I will. Thank you."

"Now, with you being a minor, you have to get your parents' permission. Let them know all expenses will be paid for, so they can't use money as an excuse not to let you go."

"Thank you so much."

"I'll see you in a couple weeks, Esmeralda." Tzipporah gave her one more smile and then walked away.

Esmeralda just stared at the business card; the only proof that that had actually just happened. The Tzipporah wanted her to be in music videos. This could be huge for Esmeralda; a once in a lifetime opportunity. Not to mention all of the doors it could open up for her and her future as a dancer. And maybe, if she was lucky, she could earn enough money to pay her own for college instead of making Jasmine pay for her.

Jasmine. Esmeralda couldn't wait to tell Jasmine what just happened. She pulled out her phone to call her, but stopped when a sudden realization made her heart sink. What if her parents weren't totally convinced she was better and made her go to rehab this summer?