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“You better win, girl,” Tia sniffled. “If Malice kicks your ass, I’ll kick hers. Evil bitch from hell.” She threw another pair of shoes into her bag. “Seriously, though. I think you have the chops to win this thing, Bella.”

“I hope so. But, I don’t want to win to prove that I can. I want to win so that Alice doesn’t get the chance,” I snorted. “Is that wrong?”

“Psssh, nope,” Tia retorted. “You do you and let Alice dig herself her own shallow grave.” She tossed her last bag out into the hallway. “I don’t understand why I can’t stay here. I’m performing in two weeks for the results show. This bed is so much more comfortable than a shitty hotel bed.”

“At least you get some privacy,” I shrugged. Together, we carried the bags down to the foyer. Tyler was waiting there to go to the hotel with Tia. “You could also pick up some hottie and have raunchy hotel sex.”

“That does sound promising,” Tia said, hugging me again. “Shake what your momma gave ya!”

“Damn straight,” Tyler barked, hugging the both of us. “I’ll be voting for you from my hotel room, girl. I need to support my old partner.”

“Thanks,” I giggled. “I’ll miss you guys.”

“There won’t be a buffer of your humor, Tia or your noxious fumes, Tyler, with Alice,” Jacob 

chuckled.

“Fuck you, Black,” Tyler scoffed. “Noxious fumes, my ass.”

“They come from your ass,” Jacob said, arching a brow. Tyler gave Jacob the finger. With a honk from the waiting car, they left and the house was now empty. Only the four of us, Jacob, Jasper, Alice and me remained. Jasper was on the phone with his parents, finalizing their plans to fly in for the finale. They were strapped for cash and were working on getting the funds to attend the final performance. Alistair said he’d help, but Jasper’s dad was too proud to accept charity. Jasper was trying to convince him otherwise.

Alice was in her room with the music blaring. She stomped into the house once we got back from the studio, ignoring us and shutting herself inside her room. I helped Tia pack her suitcases, but was planning on texting Edward once she was gone and Jacob ate, since he was a bottomless pit. Edward, Lauren, Peter and Emmett were coming over, along with Jasmine and her boyfriend, Cyrus, to hang out. It was still early and we were not supposed to be at the rehearsal studios until ten the following morning.

Then, the craziness of the final performance show would be upon us. The calm before the storm, as it were. I was nervous about the upcoming final show, but looking forward to finding out who actually won. The stress was getting to me. Alice was getting to me.

Hell, Alice was getting to everyone. Even Alistair could barely contain his ire to her in the meeting after the elimination. The fact that she was smug rubbed all of us the wrong way, but Alistair told her that she was only here by votes and that if he still had a say, she’d be gone.

Hence, the temper tantrum upon our return. 

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BPOV

The waves calmed and I collapsed on the bed, panting like I’d just run a marathon. Edward pressed soft kisses to my core, my inner thighs and up my body until he was hovering over me. His lips were still glistening and he looked like the cat who got the cream. I couldn’t speak since my brain cells were fried. I pulled him down to me, kissing his mouth and tasting my essence on his lips. He rolled us so we both on our sides and he held me close to his body, our lips moving languidly together as I regained the ability to talk. Pulling away, I looked into his eyes. “I hope you’re not tired, Mr. Cullen. We’re so not finished yet.”

EPOV

“Bella, no. This was about you,” I said, my hands still moving along her pale, alabaster skin. “I’ve been wanting to feel you, touch you, taste you since I bumped into you at the Portland auditions.”

“You think I’m not the only one?” she purred, leaning forward and barely touching my lips with hers. Her body rolled and it pressed my erection against my thigh. “You think that I don’t feel how hard you are?”

“Seeing you,” I whispered, “feeling your body completely tense and then relax after I …” I trailed off, not wanting to offend her with my dirty mouth.

And it was dirty. Fuck was my favorite word while having sex, closely followed by wet, pussy and tight.

“After you licked my pussy?” she asked, her eyes dancing with desire and mirth. Hearing her say that, it made my cock twitch between us. Her hands glided down my torso and onto my board shorts. She barely touched my hardness and I moaned. “I want this. I want you. I’m not ready for sex, but you’ve given me pleasure and I want to return the favor. I need to taste you, Edward.” Her lips kissed my jaw, licking my skin as she captured my earlobe with her teeth. “Don’t deny me this one wish.”

Her mouth was right against my ear and her warm breath fanned over me, making me shudder. When her tiny hand cupped my arousal, I was lost to her, needing her mouth around my cock. “Bella,” I breathed, tightening my grip on her lithe body. I felt her smile against my neck as her nimble fingers worked on untying the laces that held up my shorts. She cupped my cheek and kissed me, her tongue gliding easily into my mouth. Her hand pushed me onto my back and she straddled my stomach. I could feel her sex on my belly.

She. Was. Still. Wet.

Kill me, dead. 

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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. 

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Prior to the phone call from my mother, I was hyped about my performances in tonight’s show. I felt strong, confident and proud of how things went. On top of that I was excited about going out to dinner with Edward and his parents.

Okay, I was a little freaked out about meeting his parents so soon, but from what Edward described, they were down-to-earth people who loved their son.

I was just excited to spend more time with him. Edward was an amazing, sexy, loving man that made my body quiver with need. He made my girly bits tingle and I wanted him. I wanted him so badly. But, it wasn’t the right time. I had the competition to contend with along with the obligations after the competition. For now, we’d be coasting along the PG-13 highway of making out and over-the-clothes groping.

Maybe more?

“Bells, don’t let your mom get to you,” Rose said as she handed me my purse. “The She-Beast will be here, but you don’t have to talk to her, really. For now, go out with your boyfriend and his parents and enjoy the time away from our crazy.”

“Okay, okay,” I said. “I’ll pull a Scarlett O’Hara and worry about it tomorrow.”

“Just don’t be eating any raw turnips. They’re gross,” Rose snorted. Maggie nodded, her nose wrinkled.

“And you both know this how?” I laughed.

“I knew it because I used that monologue for an audition and I wanted to be authentic,” Rose answered.

“It was a dare for me,” Maggie shrugged. “See you tonight, Bells. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

“Going out with his parents,” I giggled, sneaking out of the dressing room and heading to the house where Edward and his parents were waiting. I ran into a few cast mates and Carmen, all congratulating me for an amazing job. I thanked them, blushing at my performance with Tyler. The rumba was definitely something I was not comfortable with, especially since I was trying to flirt with a man who was not my boyfriend. Tyler was an attractive guy, but he wasn’t Edward. Plus, I still didn’t trust him. I probably never would.

Out in the theater, I spotted Edward with an older couple, chatting with Alistair. The woman was about my height with rich caramel colored hair and a heart-shaped face. The way she carried herself made it obvious that she was a former dancer. She was graceful, even while standing still. Her posture was straight and her body was slender, but rounded from being a mother and from her age. She was beautiful. The man was tall, a little taller than Edward, with blonde hair that was graying at the temples. He had Edward’s jaw line and nose, not to mention his lithe body shape. Edward was a perfect combination of both of his parents.

“Bella,” Edward breathed, moving away and reaching me. He hugged me tightly before guiding me to his parents and Alistair.

“You were undeniably sexy tonight, Bella,” Alistair said, kissing my cheek. “And I mean that in the nicest way possible. I don’t want to come off as being a perv.”

“Thanks, Alistair. I think,” I snickered. “And you’re not a perv. The routine tonight was hot. Alex really gave us some sultry moves to perform. I only hope the audience liked it.”

“We loved it,” Edward’s mom gushed. “I’m Esme. I’ve heard so much about you.” She wrapped me into a warm hug, kissing my cheek. “If only I was half as seductive as you were on stage when I performed … wow!”

“You are, my love,” said Edward’s dad. “And then some.” He turned to me, kissing my cheek. “I’m Carlisle. It’s a pleasure to meet you, my dear. Edward just can’t stop talking about you.”

“All good things, I hope,” I blushed.

“Nothing but the best,” Edward beamed, his arm sliding around my waist. 

The Dance ~ Contemporary Opening Number

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BPOV

I was so comfortable and content. I sighed, snuggling closer to my pillow. But, my pillow squeezed me. What. The. Fuck. My eyes flew open and I saw that I was in an unfamiliar room, snuggled on top of a man. Blinking up, I saw that I was on top of Edward. He was still asleep, holding me protectively to his chest.

Despite his hold on me, and the comfort I felt with him, I needed to go to the bathroom. I had to pee and I felt so gross since I hadn’t showered after that marathon rehearsal with Travis. I wriggled out of Edward’s arms and tried to sneak into the bathroom. However, once I put my feet on the ground, I let out a yelp when I put my weight on my left leg, collapsing back on the bed. Edward shot up, his eyes bleary and looking completely befuddled. He scrubbed his face. “Are you alright?” he asked, his voice deeper than usual.

“I tried to walk,” I frowned. “I couldn’t.”

“It’s probably because you didn’t stretch out last night and the pain from the injury,” Edward said, yawning. He walked over to me. He pressed his hand to my knee, massaging it gently. “It’s still pretty swollen.”

“I’m going home,” I whispered. “My time on the show is over.”

“You’re not, angel,” he said. “You’re stiff, sore and a bit clumsy because you just woke up.”

“Says the man who can move normally,” I chided. He gave me a smirk. I shifted on the bed, still uncomfortable with my need to pee and how gross I felt.

“Do you need help?” he asked.

“I have to go to the bathroom and I can’t stand my own stench, Edward,” I said, wrinkling my nose. “Travis is a slave driver.”

He swept me in his arms, carrying me into the bathroom. I squeaked when he put me on the counter. He darted back into the bedroom, coming back with a bag. “Rose packed your stuff,” he explained.

“You are not going to help me shower,” I deadpanned, blushing furiously.

“As tempting as that may be, no,” he chuckled. “And I think a bath would be better suited for your soreness. The tub has jets.” He turned on the water and put some bath salts and bubbles into the tub. “While you soak, I’ll make you some breakfast.”

“Nothing too heavy,” I argued. “I’ve got a girlish figure to maintain.” He rolled his eyes. “Oh, and can you help me down off the counter?”

“Anything for you, angel,” he said, lifting me off the counter. He kept his large hands on my hips as I steadied myself. He looked at me, his eyes swirling with so much emotion. Blinking a few times, he stepped back. “Take all of the time you need, pretty girl. Holler if you need help. I wouldn’t mind the free show.”

“Hey,” I giggled, smacking his arm.

Alice and Nahuel "Turn the Beat Around" by Gloria Estefan

Rose and Demitri, "Eyes on Fire" by Blue Foundation

Jessica and Alec, "Shake a Tail Feather" by Ray Charles

Bella and Tyler, "The Garden" by Mirah

Jane and Mike, "Jai Ho" from the movie, Slumdog Millionaire

Maggie and Jacob, "I Want to be Loved by You," by Sinead O'Connor

Show Opening Number, "Love Runs Out" by OneRepublic

Results Show Opening Number, "Let the Groove Get In" by Justin Timberlake