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They resembled a masterpiece brought to life. Each brushstroke of their personalities unique, yet harmonizing seamlessly in a captivating rhythm. Intrigued beyond restraint, Aurelia's curiosity unfurled like an insatiable muse, compelli...
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Aurelia only wanted to watch them work together, coming up with a routine before their five hours were up, but somehow, Drew convinced her to be their cameraman. She didn't mine standing for two minutes, it beats sitting down. However, she didn't like seeing this process, especially when there's a lot riding on this competition. The pressure must be getting to them. As Andrew starts the song that was sent to them, via email, Aurelia presses a record on his phone and they start to dance, and thirty seconds in, two of the guys bumped into each other.
Everyone stops and so does she, stopping the video from recording and watching as Sean and Andrew help the two dancers who seem to be really frustrated. Genesis, on the other hand, is watching her, making her shift uncomfortably in the spot she was told to stand in, by Andrew.
"This isn't right!" One of the men on the floor shouts, holding his hands over his face, hiding it from the group that decided to stay behind to watch them. "We worked our asses off for this damn academy, and they are just going to replace us? Seriously?"
"Well, at least we get to graduate." One of the girls, who wasn't dancing, says, crossing her arms. "Although, I will feel bad for the others."
Andrew shakes his head and walks towards her, sweat covering him from head to toe. His hair was drenched in it. He looks exhausted and annoyed, she could tell just the smallest thing will send him off. Fortunately, she's here with him. Even if he didn't ask her to stay, she chose to, so it just feels right to be by his side while he's in this state. Aurelia pushes his phone in her back pocket and walks over to where everyone is keeping their bags. When she spots tDrew's bag, he grabs one of the towels and returns to him.
"Why are you all talking as if this is the end? We haven't even done the actual competition yet!" Sean argues.
"Let's be realistic here," said the other guy who fell down not too long ago. "This is the end. You head the professor, we didn't get as many freshmen in this department this year. What makes you think we'll be able to get a bunch of other people to join up? Vinny might as well just accept the competition win with open arms. We aren't ready."
Andrew jaw clenches as Aurelia hands him the towel so he could wipe his face.
"Well arguing about it isn't going to change anything!" One of the girls in the room said, her twin sister agreeing with her.
Genesis sighs and looks at her watch. "We have an hour to get this damn routine down."
She walks up to the group frowning. "You two are so fucking selfish. Andrew spent days coming up with the choreography for this stupid fucking competition and all you two can say is that it's not good enough! He didn't have to do this, but he chose to because you all were so fucking eager for him to lead!"
