"Let's go! Get in here!" Abby yells and we run into the studio. This week, we are somewhere else again.
"Intensity Dance was intense," Abby says, "I saw lots of mistakes and yet this was the week where every single solo needed to strive for perfection. This week we are staying right here in Las Angeles. But, we are going to the most famous zip code for the competition."
"90210!" Melissa says, excitedly, "Sorry."
"We are going to 90210, Beverly Hills. On the bottom of the pyramid, Paige. You knew you were gonna be there. You forgot your dance. You're also injured. Next, Nia. I thought you could've been better. Next, Chloe. You've been consistently in the top five. Sixth? Not good enough for you. Next, Kendall. You came out there strong, everything a great jazz dance needs, you had. Next, Brooke. You were fourth. You were in the overall high scores. I was proud of you. Next, Maddie. You looked a little rusty out on that stage. Next, Eva. You should be on top. You had a higher score than Mackenzie, but I want more from you. You have the technique, you have the talent, you have the face, but I want more. What else can you give me? And on top of the pyramid, Mackenzie. You were first in your age category and you had a very high score," Abby says.
"Everyone is in the group routine. The group routine is very disturbing. It's entitled The Last Text. This routine should leave the judges feeling something. Energy dance is allowing us to do six additional routines. Mackenzie, you are doing a solo this week. Maddie, you will have a solo. Brooke, you will be doing The Diary of Anne Frank. Eva, you will be doing a solo this week. Paige, you will not be doing a solo this week. Chloe, Kendall, and Nia, we will be teaching all three of you the same solo. You three, get your game faces on. I will also be doing a duet. My two duet partners will be Eva and... Brooke. Your duet is called Keep Your Head Up," Abby says. Brooke and I side hug each other.
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Group Rehearsal"So, here's the car seat. Maddie, get in the passenger seat, right there. Paige, you are the driver. You five get in the back and kneel. Kenzie, can you come back and sit on Eva's knee? Eva, put your knee out," Abby says.
"Is that even allowed?" Kenzie laughs as she sits on my knee.
"No, but that's the point. You're texting and you aren't following the rules," Abby says.
"When Paige turns, everyone has to lean that way," Abby says and we all lean and laugh.
Then the booms happen in the music and we all crash and Kenzie flies out of the car.
Nia goes over and does CPR on Kenzie.
"Grab her and pull her away," Abby says to Maddie.
"Go grab a drink!" Abby yells and we run out to the moms.
"So we are all like dying throughout the dance," Chloe says.
"Who's texting?" Jill says, "Who's the culprit?"
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Matilda- Dance Moms
Fanfiction~You talk of the pain like it's all alright, but I know that you feel like a piece of you's dead inside~ Eva Carter, a young girl with a passion for dance, auditions for the reality TV show 'Dance Moms' and makes it on. Will she win or will she lose?