Thursday, June 30, 2016

So You Think You Can Dance Update

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After the fifth elimination, I went back to the house. I wanted to stay in Edward’s apartment, but my roommate from the show had been eliminated and I wanted to be there for her. Maggie was flummoxed and shocked that she had been eliminated. Yes, I was having a difficult time with everything in my personal life, but I still supported my friends. Maggie needed me. I was not going to leave her hanging because my issues were pulling me apart at the seams. Though, I wished that Alice would have gotten eliminated. I was pissed when she was deemed safe along with me.

Oh, well.

She just needs to go away … evil bitch from hell.

In a small victory, my mom was banned from the studio, thankfully. I can’t say the same for my phone, though. I’ve had to turn it off and purchase a burner cell because of the hateful messages my mother continued to send me. I just turned off my cell, pushing it into the dresser under a pile of dance clothes. Eventually, I’d have to change my cell phone number, but I didn’t want to deal with that now. My mom’s own special brand crazy will be dealt with after the competition.
Ignorance is bliss, they say.

“I was really hoping that I was going to stay,” Maggie sniffled as she packed her bags. “That weird jazz piece really did me in and it didn’t help that my solo sucked to high heaven.”

“Your solo did not suck,” I countered, handing her some clothes from her closet.

“Bella, it did,” she laughed sadly. “But, thank you for saying that it didn’t. My movements didn’t match the music. I was freestyling and ugh … it was not good. As much as I hate leaving here, I deserve to go home. Though, again, I wish I was staying.”

“If it’s any consolation, I wished you were staying, too. We’re stuck with Malice for another week,” I said, wrinkling my nose.

“Soooooo not going to miss her,” Maggie sang. “She is such a bitch. She totally puts on a show for the cameras, but when they stop rolling, her true colors come out and they are not pretty. I feel for Jasper.”

“He’s still fawning over her?” I asked.

“He is. He told me that he sees a softer side to Alice and that she’s not all bad,” Maggie shrugged, zipping up her duffle. “I think she has him completely snowed, too. I told him that if he goes out with her, to watch his valuables and to get tested afterward if they bump uglies. She has that certain ‘skank’ appeal. She did fuck that camera guy.”

“Don’t remind me,” I deadpanned.

“In my opinion, she should have been eliminated with that incident. I just don’t get it,” Maggie said, her phone beeping. “Oh, Sergei’s here. We’re taking a long road trip up the Pacific Coast Highway. Your sort-of date with Edward convinced me to do it.”

“Have fun and be careful around the Palisades. People like to fuck next to rocks,” I giggled.

“Noted,” Maggie laughed, walking over to me and hugging me tightly. “I’ll miss you, Bella. You better win, kick Malice’s ass!”

“Just for you, Maggie,” I said, kissing her cheek. “Go crump your fiancé!”


“Oh, I intend to,” she beamed, lugging her bags out of the room. 










Edward and Bella's Broadway Number
"Kiss of the Spider Woman"


Group Hip Hop Number
"Ready Or Not, Here I Come" by District 78, featuring Cheesa

Thursday, June 16, 2016

So You Think You Can Dance Teaser

After the fifth elimination, I went back to the house. I wanted to stay in Edward’s apartment, but my roommate from the show had been eliminated and I wanted to be there for her. Maggie was flummoxed and shocked that she had been eliminated. Yes, I was having a difficult time with everything in my personal life, but I still supported my friends. Maggie needed me. I was not going to leave her hanging because my issues were pulling me apart at the seams. Though, I wished that Alice would have gotten eliminated. I was pissed when she was deemed safe along with me.

Oh, well.

She just needs to go away … evil bitch from hell.

In a small victory, my mom was banned from the studio, thankfully. I can’t say the same for my phone, though. I’ve had to turn it off and purchase a burner cell because of the hateful messages my mother continued to send me. I just turned off my cell, pushing it into the dresser under a pile of dance clothes. Eventually, I’d have to change my cell phone number, but I didn’t want to deal with that now. My mom’s own special brand crazy will be dealt with after the competition.

Ignorance is bliss, they say.

“I was really hoping that I was going to stay,” Maggie sniffled as she packed her bags. “That weird jazz piece really did me in and it didn’t help that my solo sucked to high heaven.”

“Your solo did not suck,” I countered, handing her some clothes from her closet.

“Bella, it did,” she laughed sadly. “But, thank you for saying that it didn’t. My movements didn’t match the music. I was freestyling and ugh … it was not good. As much as I hate leaving here, I deserve to go home. Though, again, I wish I was staying.”

“If it’s any consolation, I wished you were staying, too. We’re stuck with Malice for another week,” I said, wrinkling my nose.

“Soooooo not going to miss her,” Maggie sang. “She is such a bitch. She totally puts on a show for the cameras, but when they stop rolling, her true colors come out and they are not pretty. I feel for Jasper.”

“He’s still fawning over her?” I asked.

“He is. He told me that he sees a softer side to Alice and that she’s not all bad,” Maggie shrugged, zipping up her duffle. “I think she has him completely snowed, too. I told him that if he goes out with her, to watch his valuables and to get tested afterward if they bump uglies. She has that certain ‘skank’ appeal. She did fuck that camera guy.”

“Don’t remind me,” I deadpanned.

“In my opinion, she should have been eliminated with that incident. I just don’t get it,” Maggie said, her phone beeping. “Oh, Sergei’s here. We’re taking a long road trip up the Pacific Coast Highway. Your sort-of date with Edward convinced me to do it.”

“Have fun and be careful around the Palisades. People like to fuck next to rocks,” I giggled.

“Noted,” Maggie laughed, walking over to me and hugging me tightly. “I’ll miss you, Bella. You better win, kick Malice’s ass!”

“Just for you, Maggie,” I said, kissing her cheek. “Go crump your fiancé!”


“Oh, I intend to,” she beamed, lugging her bags out of the room. 

Thursday, June 9, 2016

So You Think You Can Dance Update

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SYTYCD Chapter 13 Update on FFn

SYTYCD Chapter 13 Update on TWCS

“I paid for your hotel room. What more do you want?” I hissed into my phone. This woman was getting on my last fucking nerve, but we both needed each other, unfortunately.  

“You know what I want, Alice. It’s the same thing you want,” she snapped. “To remove her from the competition. She’s still in it. What the hell?”

“Look, she’s like a freaking Weeble. She just doesn’t stay down,” I sighed, tugging at my ponytail. “She’s a determined evil bitch, I’ll give her that. Why do you want her out so badly?”

“Because she owes me,” she sneered. “And I want her to feel the pain that I did. She took everything from me.”

“Wouldn’t you think her winning would mean that she could pay you back?” I suggested. Not that I wanted her to win. That was my job. I wanted to win. I deserved to win.

“No. As much as I’d like the money, I’d be happier with her being in constant, nagging pain, or permanently disfigured,” she snickered evilly. “Now, what are you going to do about it?”

“I’m working on it. I’m nowhere near her in this week’s group numbers,” I sighed. “I could pull a Showgirls stunt and toss a marble underneath her shoe.”


“Too obvious,” she grumbled. “Make it happen, Alice. Soon.”

Alice and Felix, Contemporary
"Outro" by M83


Jessica and Alec, Hip Hop
"Fuego" by Pitbull


Bella and Tyler, Bollywood
"Munni Badnaam Hui" by Dubaag


Tia and Jasper, Cha Cha
"Live it Up" by Jennifer Lopez


Rose and Demitri, Lyrical Hip Hop
"Bleeding Love" by Leona Lewis


Maggie and Jacob, Jazz
"Night of the Dancing Flame" by Roison


Girl's Dance, Jazz
"Pop, Drop and Roll" by Chonique Sneed and Lisette Bustamante


Girl's Dance, Contemporary
"Wave" by Beck


Top Twelve Dancers, Opening Number, Contemporary
"The Circus Sets Up" from the movie, Water for Elephants

Thursday, June 2, 2016

So You Think You Can Dance Teaser

“Is it me or is Alice acting more secretive?” Rose asked as we sat down during our final rehearsal with Sonya. “She’s being all weird.

“Define weird,” I said, stretching out my knee. It had been tight the past few days. The therapists worked with me to keep it loose, but it was still bothering me. Plus, the rare three days of rain in Los Angeles was the main culprit along with the insane rehearsal schedule.

“Weird, like on the phone all of the time and acting nice to most of us … well, except you,” Rose replied, arching a perfectly sculpted brow toward me.

“That’s normal, Rose,” I snorted. “I’m used to her snide comments, ire-filled glares and sneaky behavior. I constantly have my eye on her since she’s such a bitch. I don’t want her to try something that would cause me permanent damage. You know?”

“Have you heard from your incubator?” Rose questioned, taking a healthy swig of her water.

“Oh, yes. She’s bitching about everything, but I’m not really talking to her. I just delete her voicemails and erase her text messages. However, I’ve seen a few of them before they were erased from my phone. Why did she come if all she was going to do was complain?” I sighed, confused as hell. Shaking my head and tossing my sweaty hair up into a messy, sloppy bun, I leaned back. “Whatever. We have the dress rehearsal tomorrow and the show the day following. She’s leaving after that. She’s not staying for the results. At least, I don’t think she’s staying for the results. She never said that she was. I only got a ticket for the performance, not the results show.”

“Renee’s up to something, Bells,” Rose said cryptically.

“Probably, but I’m not worrying about it,” I countered.

“Okay, ladies, let’s run this one more time,” Sonya said, clapping her hands. “I think we’re good until your dress rehearsal tomorrow.”


We got into our open positions, waiting for the music to start. The Asian sitar began for ‘Pop, Drop and Roll,’ and our dance began in earnest. This piece was about geishas, dancing and interacting with each other. It was a fun piece, but hard on the knees since we did a lot of deep pliés. Thankfully, I did not have to interact with Alice. She was working with Tia and Maggie while I danced with Rose and Jessica. Our final run-through was successful and we were free until the dress rehearsal tomorrow afternoon. 



Girl's Dance ~ Contemporary/Jazz