Chapter Three
When Nicole and I were finally dressed we walk into the studio and started to
warm-up with the other girls. I think Nicole was the only one really warming
up, as everyone couldn't take their eyes away for the totally hot guys
towards far side of the studio, me included. Of course Nicole with way too
much energy to burn was bouncing of the walls like usual. After about 15
minutes of pretending to warm up Miss Bravo came out and instructed us to get
into our roll call line to see who was here and to hand out our numbers by
which Fatima would refer to. After about twenty times of going over it she
finally realized that we were all here and nobody was missing.
"I'm here too." Nicole called from her side of the line.
"I thought I already counted you." Miss Bravo's face took on a confused look.
"I know just making sure you know."
"Nicole I don't think anyone could every forget you're here." I said as I
started to walk towards her since we were down in the roll call line.
Miss Bravo took her spot center stage standing tall and proud, across from
her sat Fatima as well as the hottest guys on the planet, the Backstreet
Boys. Miss Bravo started into her speech about how she was, so happy that we
where chose to be the ones for this great opportunity and all that junk. I
don't know how long she went on all I remember is making way to my spot in
the formation which just had to in center, front. Did I mention that I'm
short? I remember taking my beginning position with my head thrown back and
both arms up in the air and waiting for the music to start. After that it's
all a blur all I can say is that I made it through it. I found myself sitting
next to Nicole on the floor at the back wall of the studio an hour later
waiting for the chose 15 to be called. Fatima was to pick the best 15 out of
the 35 and out of the 15 the guys would pick 5 they will each pick one girl.
I guess they were trying something new with the dancers and guys. Each guy
would have the same dance partner each time. Any way back to the wall by
Nicole who still had a lot of energy to burn off. How does she do it?
Fatima walked to the center of the floor from the desk she had been sitting
at. She held a piece of paper in her hand, which could either make or break a
dancer's dream.
"Before I read off the number's of the 15 who will be moving on I would like
to say that it was a very hard decision and that you all did very well."
Fatima spoke with a smile. She begin to read of the numbers and one by one
girls would shout, scream, cry, or even faint. Besides me Nicole began to
scream loudly but all I could do was count fourteen had gone by there was one
number left. Please be six, please be six. Please God help me please be six.
"And last but not least number 6." Fatima said dropping the paper in front of
her face and began to move back toward the guys.
Six, did she say Six? Ohmygod, ohmygod! I wanted to scream and yell but my
mouth suddenly went dry and all I could do was sit and stare at the floor.
Nicole on the other hand was bouncing off the walls. Two hours later I found
myself again in the roll call line except there was only 15 of us. Krista
Vassil not included. This time instead of numbers we were going to go by our
names. So we all had to introduce our selves. If only I could remember my
name. How come every time something important comes up I forget my name. I
think it starts with a S. each of the chosen girls spoke their name with
great confidence I don't know how they do it. It was Nicole's turn who now
stood next to me.
"I'm Nicole Perkins!" Nicole said before doing a backhand spring. She really
had too much energy.
"I'm Samantha Bryant" Was this me who was speaking. I sounded so calm on the
outside, but on the inside I was having an axienty attack. Fatima walked past
each one of us obviously trying to size each of us up. When she past me she
stopped and smiled, did she know what was going through my head this very
moment did she know what I was going through? She had this expression on her
face as if she did it was short, but I think I saw and then she moved on.
" I understand that each of you girls have already choreographed a solo for
which we will evaluate. From this fifteen the final five will be chosen."
Fatima spoke as she walked back to the table she had been using as a desk.
Behind her stood the Backstreet Boys looking as calm as ever even kind of
bored. "Behind me stands Kevin, Kevin wave, Howie, Brian, Nick, at least look
like you want to be here Nick, and Brian" She indicated each with her hand as
she introduced them to us although I can tell you no one in here needed to be
told who they were. "Why don't we begin with Miss Perkins?"
Nicole took her position on the floor with her head tossed back with
excitement in her eyes.
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