BEST FOOT FORWARD
CHAPTER 1: Setting The Scene
[A stunning skyline. Seattle. Tall buildings glow like embers in the light of early sunrise. Traffic builds, and in the gentle patter of rain, a long steady line of dancers wait for the auditions to start. It's not often that a reality show this big makes it to the heart of Seattle, and everyone grapples for their chance to win.
In stark contrast to the length of mortals draped in dark wools and dancer's paillettes, Rosalie and Emmett stand highlighted in luxury and fur. Rose's golden locks and demure grace whisper of old money and Hollywood, but it is Emmett's boyish charm and dazzling smile that draws the crowd's eye. With practiced ease, he brings the microphone to his lips – only for Rosalie beat him to the punch]
ROSALIE: Hello everybody I'm Rosalie Hale
EMMETT: And I'm Emmett Dale McCart-
ROSALIE: And welcome to Season Four of…
ROSALIE & EMMETT: Best Foot Forward!
ROSALIE: We want to know who's got what it takes! And today hundreds of gifted contestants are here in the streets of Seattle to strut their stuff and show us what they're made of!
EMMETT: We're here to find our top ten, and once we do the best of them will battle it out for their chance to win $350 000.
ROSALIE: They'll have to work together, perfect their techniques and serve jaw-dropping performances, managing both personal and professional hardships to win our hearts.
EMMETT: And yours! So, get ready to boog-
ROSALIE: Put your dancing shoes on. And get ready for:
ROSALIE & EMMETT: Best Foot Forward!
(the crowd of dancers behind them burst into cheers and applause, and Rose and Emmett glance back in genuine shock and excitement as the assistant director signals the camera)
ALICE: And cut! Everyone take ten!
JASPER: (rolling his eyes) I guess that's the best we can hope for. (He holds out a hand, and Alice promptly places a clipboard in it.) Jane! Alice! I need an update – what the hell's going on with Jacob Black? And someone get Edward Masen on the line!
JANE: On it! (Jane, a small thing with a cherubic face and eyes made of pure malice, slips a flip phone out of her pocket and growls into the receiving end) Edward!
ALICE: (she shoots the two presenters a quick thumbs up as she runs off after Jasper) Great job guys! You're getting there.
(Rosalie and Emmett immediately step away from each other with equal amounts of disgust and loathing in their faces. Emmett shots Rosalie a death glare as she pulls a pocket mirror out to inspect her flawless face.)
EMMETT: That left… something to be desired.
ROSALIE: What? Found something lacking in your…performance?
EMMETT: Actually, no. I found something lacking in yours!
ROSALIE: (gasps as she slams her mirror shut) How dare you?
EMMETT: With ease. And this might be a bit too much to ask a fellow professional, but could you maybe stop cutting my lines off?
ROSALIE: maybe if you used mouthwash in the mornings, I wouldn't have to!
(She dashes away in a huff. Emmett – equally incensed – runs a hand through his perfectly combed hair, ruining his well-crafted aesthetic.)