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“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

So You Think You Can Dance Teaser

I was an anxious nervous mess. It had been a couple of days since I’d last heard from Bella. I knew that she needed time, but my impatience was making me sick. I really wanted to talk to her before rehearsals began for this week’s show, especially since I wanted Bella to be one of the featured dancers for the piece I had choreographed.

“Edward, you need to stop pacing,” Peter quipped, his feet on my cocktail table. He was in town for the premier and to watch the show. He was mooching from my fridge. “The girl will call you. Maybe she’s dealing with some shit.”

“This whole competition, she’s been dealing with some shit,” I growled, sitting down on the couch. “What if she decided that we’re not worth it? What if Alice convinced her that …” My phone interrupted my irrational rant. I nearly fell over my own feet to answer it. “Hello?”

“Jesus, Cullen,” laughed Rose. “You sound a little desperate, bub.”

“Shut it,” I growled. “What’s the deal, Rose? Why hasn’t she called me?”

“I love my roommate, my sister from another mister, but that girl has a stubborn streak a mile long,” Rose said. “However, Jacob, Maggie and I have told her that she needs to pull her head out of her ass. Alice is still acting all smug, making everyone believe that you really had hooked up with her. Bella needs proof.”

“I’ll give her proof. I’ve already spoken to Carmen and Alistair, getting the raw footage of our rehearsal,” I explained. “I’ll show her that Alice was the instigator in this whole charade.”

“Good,” Rose said. “I’m going to give her what for once I get off the phone. Can you be here at the house in like an hour?”

“I’m on my way,” I smiled. Rose, while the master kiss-blocker, had turned out to be a valuable ally. I wasn’t going to give up on Bella. Alice’s manipulations had driven us apart, but I was determined to not walk away from something that was potentially life-altering. I hung up the phone and gave Peter an anxious smile. “Wish me luck.”

“You won’t need it. You can just give her a crooked grin and swivel your hips, she’ll be falling at your feet,” Peter snickered.

“I’ll have to do more work than that, Peter,” I deadpanned. “Bella’s trust in people is shattered. You saw what happened when Tyler gave her grief about being injured. He’s still trying to crawl out of the hole he dug for himself.”

“Edward, you and I both know that Bella is not going to walk away from you,” Peter said. “Now, go win back your girl and tell her all of the dirty deets about Malice.”

“Malice,” I snorted. “I like it.” I picked up my laptop and the rough cut footage of what happened with me and Alice. “Wish me luck.”

“You won’t need it, but good luck,” Peter said, flipping on the television. 

So You Think You Can Dance Teaser

We spent the next hour waiting for the two other flights to arrive. Supposedly, there was a storm in Chicago that delayed that flight. The plane from Atlanta arrived first with three dancers. There was a brother/sister Latin partnership, Jane and Alec Volturi and then a tap dancer, Jasper Whitlock. Jasper came and sat with us. He was a friendly fellow with an easy attitude and a lazy southern drawl. I liked him instantly. By the time the flight from Chicago arrived, Jacob, Rose, Jasper and I were fast friends, vowing to work together in the choreography round if we got that far in the callback process.

We all got into the various limos waiting for us to drive us to the hotel. A petite girl with long black hair was in our limo with a handsome man. She had a snooty expression on her face, appearing like she was better than us. Rose, the extrovert she was, introduced herself to the girl. “Hi! I’m Rose and I’m a hip hop dancer. You are?”

“I’m Alice and this is my partner, Julian,” she said, taking out her phone and tapping out a text. She pursed her lips.

“What style of dance do you do?” Rose pressed, looking at Alice.

“Latin ballroom. Now, I’m not here to make friends. I’m here to win,” Alice responded. She popped in her ear buds, effectively cutting off all communication with us. Her partner did the same.

Rose scoffed, moving to sit next to me. “Rude much?” she hissed.

“She’s here to win,” I snickered.

“And to make enemies,” Jacob shrugged.

“I think she’s cute,” Jasper whispered. “A bit bitchy, but cute.”

“Jasper, you deserve better,” Rose said. Jasper nodded, turning back to Jake to continue their conversation. Forty-five minutes later, we arrived at the theater. Cameras were set up and we all clambered out of the limos, excited about the callbacks. We dropped off our bags and went into the theater, rushing the stage. Once we were all settled on the stage, Alistair, Carmen and all of the guest judges walked out. After them, the choreographers and their assistants came out as well. Edward was with the ballroom choreographer, a woman named Anya. Edward’s eyes swept over the stage before landing on me. When he saw me, his face lit up in a beautiful smile. I returned it in kind causing Rose to poke me. I poked her back as Alistair walked onto the stage.

“Welcome, everyone and congratulations on making it this far,” Alistair began. “There are 157 of you on this stage. By the time we are done, 137 of you will be going home and the top twenty dancers will begin their journey to become America’s favorite dancer. Who will it be? It could be anyone. Now? We are going to start with individual solos – the initial ‘dance for your life.’ After each ten solos, we’ll do a cut and then the next round of solos will begin. We’ll be going in numerical order.” He prattled off the first group of solos. 

One of the callback stages

Second callback stage

Alistair Simms

Carmen Santiago

Bella Swan, Contemporary

Rosalie Hale, Hip Hop

Jacob Black, Contemporary

Jasper Whitlock, Tap

Alec Volturi, Latin Ballroom

Jane Volturi, Latin Ballroom

Alice Brandon, Latin Ballroom

Edward Cullen, All-Star