Keaton is back like never before! Drama, distractions, the whole package! Kit returns to Keaton to join the music and dance program. Jax's mistake, Katie, is back and doesn't know about his relationship with Kit. A dance team is being chosen and com...
"Mrs. Morita, Mr. Bradstreet, to the stage." Mrs. Hellsweel said. Vanessa and Beckett went through their choreography, hitting every step. At one point they put their pointe shoes on and did a few moves. When they finished even Mrs. Hellsweel was at a loss for words. Was Carly's routine enough to stun Mrs. Hellsweel like that? "Mrs. Catto, you're up." Mrs. Hellsweel said. Carly went through her routine, attitude turn with extra sass, fouette with extra grace and split leap with extra pizazz. Carly snapped her fingers and jumped into a split. When she finished, blond curls stuck to her forehead. "Adequate." Mrs. Hellsweel said. Carly flinched. Only adequate!
—————————
"For this week's assignment I want you to create a song about dreams. Yours, your moms, your sisters, in general, whatever your creative minds think of!" Mr. Park said.
"Dreams? Isn't that kind of.... Cheesy?" Bianca said. Mr. Park laughed. "It depends on how you want to interpret it."
Alya started scribbling down lyrics and strumming her guitar. "Smashed again! Like my dreams, like my dreams! Don't pretend! Like my dreams once did!" She sang. "Yeesh. A little dark don't you think?" Bianca asked. Alya glared in response. "Salty."
As class went on, Bianca wrote and rewrote lyrics but nothing sounded good. "I'll make your dreams come true, something something oh!" She tried. Nope. "All that I wanted from you was a little loving!" Again, no. "Mr. Parker! Can I go to the recording studio?" Bianca asked. "Sure, just be back by the end of class."
"Need some help?" Miles asked. "None of my lyrics sound good!" Bianca whined. "Are you connecting with them? Do they have any meaning to you?" Miles questioned. "Well, maybe. Some lyrics could be about Jax I guess." Bianca replied. "Then make them. Give them a purpose." Miles told her. Bianca nodded in contemplation.
All that I wanted from you was a little lovin!
baby, babyyy yeah, you are the one!
I'll make your dreams come true, come and get it ah, I'll make your dreams come true, I'll make your dreams come true!
You keep calling and calling and calling nowww!
You keep calling and calling and calling nowww!
You keep calling and calling and calling nowww!
You keep calling and calling and calling nowww!
All that I wanted from you was a little lovin!
Baby, babyyy yeah, you are the one!
I'll make your dreams come true, come and get it ah,
I'll make your dreams come true, I'll make your dreams come true!
Come on baby see me working, come on see me baby working ah!
Baby see me working, baby see me working ah!
Come on baby see me working, come on see me baby working ah, baby see me working!
You see me gonna work ee-yuh, you see me gonna work way, You see me gonna work ee-yuh, you see me gonna work way! I'll make your dreams come true, come and get it ah!
I'll make your dreams come true, I'll make your dreams come true!
"Wow." Miles said. Bianca shrugged. "I guess your moody boy advice wasn't so bad after all."
"You're on in three Bianca." Mr. Park said, peeking into the room. Bianca downloaded some tracks over the song and edited them into place. "You know how to dj?" Miles asked. "Not really, but Kit showed me a few tricks."
Bianca and Miles went over to the classroom just in time to hear Alya sing.
Smashed again! Like my dreams, like my dreams! Don't pretend! Like my dreams once did! Don't pretend! Don't pretend! Do-oont pretend! Don't pretend! Don't pretend! Do-OOOOn't.... Pretend."
"I- good job Alya. Next time try to incorporate more of the meaning of the challenge into your piece." Mr. Park explained. Miles flinched. "Mr. Lennox, you're up next."
"My dreams don't freeze! Into a million pieces! I'm not queen, i'm not queen, i'm not queen fro-oozen!" Miles sang, his voice ringing out. Alya clenched her teeth. "I'm not stupid! I'm not jealous! I'm not trying to be better than the rest! I'm not stupid! I'm not jealous! But I am running away from your frozen death!"
An angry tear slipped from Alya's eye. Bianca scooted a little away from her. "Um.... good job!" Mr. Park said. "Miles." Bianca said slowly. "What's wrong with you?" She shrieked as Mr. Park awkwardly offered Alya a tissue. "It's puffs ultra soft!" He said, wiggling his eyebrows. Alya scoffed to hide a grin. Miles was way out of line.
Alya: Sure I wrote a song about him, but I didn't completely wreck him to shreds! What's wrong with that guy I will never know...
Click the external link to hear Bianca's song! All credit for the song goes to;
Soundtrap.com
(Below is a diagram of where to find the external link ⬇️ )
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
