The ICONic Dream~Part 1 (:

The ICONic Dream~Part 15 (:

~Hannah's POV~

The incoming call was from Vincent. I walked down to my hotel room that was still empty and sat on my bed.

"Hey Vinny." I said, grateful to hear his voice.

"Hola. How did everything go?"

"Actually, it went great. All is forgiven but, I don't know if things will ever bee the same. Like between me and the girls and Mikey."

"Yeah. I agree. Mikey will hear from me when I get back though."

"Haha. Don't beat him up Vinny. The kids had enough. Him and Lily broke up for now."

"Oh. That sucks. They were really cute."

"Like I said, for now."

He laughed. We talked for another half hour or so. Then Bianca yelled at him. Apparently they had lots to do down in Texas. I sighed and hung up. I was super bored so I figured I would go practice my dance duet that I still had left with Mikey. I found GEO in his room. He walked with me down to the dance studio room that our hotel offered. GEO played the music and acted in Mikey's place. He sighed and paused the music. "Hannah. I'm not seeing enough emotion. When you danced with Vinny I saw all kinds of emotion that made the dance believable. Show me that." We continued for another hour. I pretended GEO was Vinny. I grimaced at the thought that Mikey would be dancing with me tomorrow. It was going to be awkward. I walked back up into my hotel room and showered. I was dressed for bed when I heard a knock on my door.

"HEY." Lily and Shelby said from the doorway. They were loaded down with duffel bags and pillows. I laughed and helped them in. I was super glad my friends were sharing a room with me again. It got lonely. I helped them put all their clothes back into the closet and I set their beds up. We all decided to turn in early since the competion raged on tomorrow. I fell into a dream.

It was me and Vinny's dance at the competion. Twirls, spins, dips, isos, a small dougie section...the rountine had it all. We nailed it. When the last beat of "Moves Like Jagger" played I was standing with my elbow propped up on Vinny's shoulder. We smiled widely and walked off the stage. Perfect flashback of a perfect memory. The dream shifted to us sitting on the rooftop for hours. Then to us goofing off in the car on the way here. The dream changed again. This time, it was of him in Texas hanging out with a girl. A cousin maybe? He hugged her and whispered something in her ear. She giggled and play-punched him on the shoulder. They jumped in a lake together. Somewhere in the distance I heard a whisper saying a thought that I had pushed back,"All these pretty Texas girls are giving Vincent plenty of attention. He likes it a lot. Maybe better than you."