The Trio: A Dance Moms Wattpad Story

"Now let me tell you a story..."♫♪

I put my phone down. I didn't bother answering Kendall. My reads weren't on so she wouldn't see that I didn't reply.

We were pulling into the parking lot when it finally hit me that Abby was picking for the duet...today. Any other time I would've been nervous, excited, something. But at that amount it was like I didn't even care. I dragged my bag out of the trunk and slung it over my shoulder. My hair was in a high bun with a thin braid running along the side. It wasn'y my best work but I hadn't had time to make it perfect. I didn't wait for my mom or Kenzie.

The studio lights were on really bright. I had to rub my eyes several times to adjust to the light. I looked over at the bench Jill had bought Abby a few years ago to win her over. It looked real inviting and all I wanted to do was lay down and take a nap but I knew I couldn't. I had to go in there and give my best performance and win the duet. For a second a thought ran through my mind. Why not just let Kendall get it? She works hard, she wants it. She probably wants it more than I do.

No I thought. No. I can't do that. No matter how much I don't feel like doing this right now. I know I'll regret it. I have to give it my best. I'm me. I'm Maddie. And with that, I walked into the rehearsal. My pause in the entrance room had cost me 3 minutes. But 3 minutes in the Abby Lee world was a century of missed time.

"You're late!" Abby hollered over at me expectantly.

"I'm sorry there was traffic" I answered standing awkwardly by the doorway. My mom told me that if we were ever late, blame it on traffic.

"Well, come on let's go!"

I walked into the den and zipped off my north face and fixed my bun sharply. I was wearing my brand new white and black flowered top. I quickly adjusted my black booty shorts. After a few last touch ups in the mirror, I ran back to the rehearsal room door. I could hear the music for the duet begin. I held the door handle and turned it a bit, opening the door a sliver, just enough to let myself back in. When I turned around I saw Gino first, dancing doing some step thing. And then Kendall entered through the side door, doing some sort of prance, side step.

"Now let me tell you a story" the lyrics started, "That lass has class, this chick is hip"

It was a jazz routine. I watched from the side as they danced together, perfectly. It was like I had missed an entire private or something. Suddenly they stopped.

"Yeah it's gotta be there. Right there" Abby interupted.

I looked at the mirror, I wondered if my nerves were showing. Kendall didn't look one bit nervous, just out of breath. And Gino was smiling. He must've said something cause then they started laughing together. I felt so out of it. I looked to the other side of the room and saw Abby and Gianna talking. I wished I could hear what they were saying.

"Okay Kendall that's enough for you, dismissed" Abby yelled again and Kendall walked towards me.

"It's pretty easy, and fun, don't look so nervous! You'll be fine and Gino's good.." she hugged me and then left.

I stayed on my side and Gino stood in his spot, slouching.

"Maddie! Let's go you're up! What's wrong with you today?" I moved quickly next to Gino. But Ms. Abby was right I was out of it, and my nerves were getting to me.

Right when I was finally ready to start, the dance moms producer walked in.

"Hi Maddie Gino" He gave us both a head nod before approaching Abby.

"Why do you guys always interupt" she looked mad.

"We wanted to see if we could film this one?" He said.

"This rehearsal?" she asked.

"Yes, and we want the ---"

I couldn't hear the rest of what he said because he hushed. I looked over at Gino who was scratching his head. When are we gonna start? Producer guy finally left. But I knew he'd be back in a second with the crew and the cameras. Of course I was the lucky one who got to be filmed.

"They're going to be filming so just, you know, do the dance like you normally would. Gino, no looking at the camera, Maddie I don't have to worry about you" Abby explained.

In seconds the cameras were all around us. I thought I was nervous before. Now it was 500 times worse.

The music started.

"Now let me tell you a story...That lass has class, this chick is hip"

I repeated the exact moves I had just watched Kendall perform. I made sure everything was as perfect as I could make it. I watched Gino in the mirror, he was trying too but I could tell the cameras were making him nervous too. The fact that he was nervous too, made me feel better. I relaxed into the moves. Abby was happy, she was smiling wide. And that was the most important thing, Abby's approval.

We were moving well together. But every time he touched me I felt myself pull away slightly. It was like a reflex. He put his hand on my back and I dipped back.

"AH RIGHT THERE!"

We both stopped abruptly. I looked at Gino who wasn't surprised.

"What's right there?" I asked suspiciously.

"You have to kiss."

"What" I said innocently. Gino was smiling! Why was he smiling! Did he like this!? Had he known all along!

I remembered that the cameras were there so I acted quick. I couldn't slip up. I couldn't give up that this wasn't gonna be my first kiss. I had to act.

Gino looked at me and nodded his head slightly. So slightly that the editors wouldn't have thought anything of it. But I understood. It meant we have to give them a show. They need to think that this is your first kiss and that we both don't wanna do this.

I wanted to yell I DONT WANT TO DO THIS.....AGAIN!

"Come on we've gotta get out of this room" Abby shouted at us.

I had no choice. It was now or never and all I wanted for was it to be never. But it couldn't be.

We both took exaggerated deep breaths and waited for the music to start. When it did so did we.

Every second closer.. I got scared-er. I could feel it coming. It was like the first time all over again.

Step, step, up.

We did it.

In that moment, I thought of the best thing I could possibly think of doing to show that I was a little traumatized girl that had just had her first kiss: I ran. Out of the room into the den and left Gino in there. I was done. I did my job. Except I had promised myself that wouldn't happen again. But nobody's perfect, not even me.