Save a Dance For Me. (Sequel to Love Suicide, a Ryder Lynn Love Story)

Rockin and Rollin.

  "So I'm thinking about staying in America for school." Bianca stated over dinner at Breadstix. Jake almost choked on a meatball.

"Really?" The excitement in his voice was impossible to hide. "I thought your mom wanted you to go back to Spain?"

Bianca shrugged her shoulders, "It's not really her choice. Besides, NYU is interested in giving me a cheer-leading scholarship." My eyes bugged out and I nearly choked on my food.

"That's amazing!" I exclaimed, "When did this happen?"

She shrugged her shoulders again. "After our cheer regionals, some lady came up and gave me a NYU package and told me to talk it over with my parents, and when I made a decision to call her." Then she gave me her card and left.

"That sounds a little sketchy." Ryder commented.

Bianca nodded. "That's what I thought to, then I looked her up, shes the real deal, assistant coach of the NYU varsity team."

"Have you talked to your mom?"

"Yeah, she's upset that I'm not going to school to Spain, but she just wants me to be happy." Bianca chuckled.

I gave a short laughed myself. "Then it sounds like you've made up your mind."


**


In Finn's hand was the list. Our set list for Regionals.

"Now you all know Regionals is in 2 weeks. Theres been a lot of fighting over songs but, Rachel and I have gone over all of the songs that best fit the theme and our members." The theme for Regionals was time, perhaps one of the most vague themes we've ever been given other then 1 quarter vintage.

"We'll start out with Scarlet singing Young and Beautiful by Lana Del Ray, Madison and Jane will duet with This Time by Connie Britton and we'll finished with Clocks by Coldplay sung b Jake and Ryder." It sounded pretty good actually. "Scarlet, are you up for choreographing?"

"Of course."

"And making the costumes? I talked Sue into letting us have some money for fabric."

I nodded again and got out my sketch book. "I'll need some help though."

"We'll help with costumes." Madison and Mason offered.

"Thank-you."

"Alright, I'll see you all after school, be ready for intense dance training." The bell rang overhead and the sounds of chairs scrapping filled the room. "Also! Try recruiting some new members!"

"Haven't you already got some cheerios to join us?" Asked Ryder.

"Yeah, 6 of them agreed to join us for regionals, because if we win they can put it on their college applications." I shrugged.

"Well, I guess that's smart." He shrugged, and opened my locker. I grabbed my history text book and traded his math book for his English text. "Thanks."

"Melody wants to know if you're coming over tonight for dinner?" I asked him, opening her recent text.

"Yeah, as long as you come to dinner Wednesday." He smiled, grabbing my hand and giving it a tight squeeze. "I'll see you this afternoon for practice?"

I nodded my head and gave him a kiss on the check. Then made my way down the hall to Ancient History.


**


It has started to become a routine.

The car pulls up, he gets out of the car opens his bag, opens the mail box, shoves the mail in, walks back to his car climbs in, and drives away. I'll rush down the steps, swing the door open, snatch the mail, flip through it and scream in aggravation and march back up the steps.

"It'll come." Melody tried to reassure me, over cereal. "You know the post sucks in Lima."

"Are you kidding? Every single NYADA blog I follow has posts popping up everywhere with people announcing that they have received their audition letters!" I howled waving my spoon around then dropping it into the empty bowl. "I can't believe this, Blaine got it no problem, this is ridiculous."

Melody chuckled at my words and set her coffee cup down. "NYADA is not the end of the line. You've already gotten acceptance letters to Ohio State, UCLA, Stanford and Yale. That's an accomplishment! That's amazing you have so many choices!"

"Don't forget my audition letters to the Joffery Ballet and Julliard." I grumbled.

Her head snapped and coffee went all over the table. "When did you get those?!"

"This morning." I sighed, picking the open letters out of the pile of sorrow. "I should be jazzed. Shouldn't I?"

Melody was in tears. "Katrina wanted you to go to the Joffery Ballet, the minute we first held you, your foot kicked out and smacked into her arm. 'shes a dancer I already know' oh my god. She'd be so proud of you."

"The goal is NYADA mom." I whispered, feeling like an idiot.

"I know, but the fact you got an audition, that's enough."

"Thanks mom." I kissed her head and ran up the stairs to change into my dance clothes, before our Saturday practice.



**



"Ryder! You are dragging the bags!" Bianca's voice boomed through the thousands of meters of fabric of our regionals costumes.

He huffed and lifted the bags higher. "It's like lifting a million pounds." He grumbled.

"Do not mock my hard work." I whined, pushing my sewing machine up the stairs and onto the stage.

"Okay! Boys with me girls with Scar." Jake finished tying his shoes, and went over to the stereo system finding our music.

"Are these are dresses?" Madison shrieked, flipping through the dress bags.

I nodded and plugged in my machine. "Yes, and I want you all to find the dress bag with your name on it and go change into the dress. I need to finish them so I can do the boys ties and vests."

The girls grabbed their dresses and rushed to the bathroom, I watched the boys practice for the This Time Dance number.

"Do they look good?" Jane asked, all the girls playfully posed in their half done dresses.

"Yes, I am amazing." I laughed, grabbing pins and hemming the dresses, "Alright, after the hemming all I've gotta do is put in the zippers and we are good to go." I clapped and did a little happy jump. "Please put your dresses back in the bags and I'll meet you on the dance floor."



**



"You're sure it hasn't come yet?" Rachel asked, over coffee.

"No Rachel, I'm sorry, it came in the mail yesterday and I just completely forgot about it- Yes Rachel I'm 100 percent shit you not sure that it hasn't come yet!" Kitty giggled and put her coffee down, and Rachel just sat back in her chair and blushed. "Sorry, it's just driving me crazy."

"Never would have guessed." Kitty commented, leaning forward on her elbows. "Why are you so hung up on NYADA? You've got auditions to both The Joffery Ballet and Julliard. If its New York you love just nail the Julliard audition and live a happily ever after in the big apple."

"Why does everyone have so little faith in me? Blaine got in to NYADA, I can get in to NYADA."

"Scarlet, NYADA isn't end game, you have a beautiful future as a dancer, don't knock that down for Broadway." Rachel confessed.

I flashed back to my coma dream with Rory Flanagan, where he showed me versions of my future. Jake was interesting, Michael was disgusting, and Ryder, Ryder was perfect. Of course it won't happen exactly the way it did in my dream, but the house and the kids and the job, it's all possible. Why did I want to go to NYADA so badly?

"I got a recording contract with Hi or Hey Records." I blurted, OH THE RELIEF. "And you know what else." I pulled the ring Ryder had given me out of the box in my purse and put it on my finger. "Ryder and I are engaged."

Kitty gasped, grabbed my hand and pulling it close, and Rachel, she fainted.