••2•• {He Thinks I'm Gorgeous}

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"Hey, Jessabelle!" Emerald called.

I walked down the hall to meet her inside of a huge dance studio.

"This place is huge!" I gawked.

"Yes it is."

"By the way, you can call me Jess," I told her.

I've always hated my actual name because it sounds too elegant for my type.

"Jess, huh?" She smirked. "I have some advice for you, newbie."

"What?"

"There are people on set that you don't want to mess with, one of them being me. Maxwell is pretty tough as well. If you lie to him and he finds out the truth, he will take legal action if it's at all possible."

"Who is Maxwell?"

"He's the director."

She pointed to a tall, dark man with tattoos going up his arm. He had a black tank-top on and gold chains around his neck.

"He looks pretty tough."

"Don't play games with him, newbie. He's not type to play fair."

"So, when do we start filming?"

She took out her phone to check the time. "About five minutes."

Riiiiing!

"Sorry, I have to take this call."

She swiped the screen and started to walk away.

I looked around at the busy atmosphere. There were people running around and yelling at each other in every corner of the building.

Then I heard footsteps coming from behind me.

My favorite dance team!

I felt my heart start to pound.

Music started to play and the group started to perform their routine.

I watched as all four of them performed a hip-hip routine.

"You guys are Lights-off, aren't you? I'm a huge fan!" I squealed.

"Who are you?" Asked the tallest guy in the group.

He had tan skin and toned arms. His hair was dyed blue and spiked up with hair-gel.

"I'm the new assistant choreographer."

"And your name is...?"

"Jessabelle, but I like to be called Jess."

"I'm Zach."

"I know. Not to sound weird or anything, it's just that I watch this show all the time."

I pointed to the brunette wearing all black. "You're Christina."

I pointed to the blond guy who stood beside her. "You're Erin."

I then moved my focus to the red-haired girl. "You're Tess."

"Nice," Zach complimented. "Have you met Josh yet?"

At the sound of that name, my heart started to pound.

"No I haven't."

"You're a fangirl, aren't you?"

"How'd you know?"

"Your cheeks flushed when I mentioned Josh."

"Okay, I'm not really a fangirl. He's just really..."

"He's pretty freakin' sexy, right? That's what they all say." Zach grinned.

"True."

"Hey, they're going to start filming soon. My crew has to rehearse."

"Okay. I can't wait to see you guys slay the other team."

Zach winked and then began to perform with the rest of his team.

I walked out to the filming area and watched the cameramen set up their cameras.

"What's up, man?" Asked a familiar voice.

I turned to see Josh Trevor talking to one of the cameramen.

He was hotter in real life than on TV.

His bleached hair was perfectly tousled and his face was entrancingly perfect.

I felt my heart start to pound inside my chest.

Josh freakin' Trevor is five feet away from me!

I just stood there with my jaw dropped and my eyes bulging out of my face.

"Are you alright?" He asked in a deep, smooth voice that sent shivers up my spine.

He spoke to me.

Josh Trevor spoke to me!

"Uh..."

"Do you work here on set? I don't think I've ever seen you before, gorgeous."

I couldn't speak. It was as if I was paralyzed by his voice that seemed to ring in my ears.

"Uh...I-I work here. I'm the new assistant ch-choreographer," I stuttered.

"You work with my girl, Emmy?"

"Emerald? Yah I do."

The corners of his lips upturned into a grin. "Has anyone ever told you that you're cute when you stutter?"

"You did."

He raised an eyebrow. "I kind of like you, gorgeous."

"Josh! You're on in five!"

He winked at me before he got on set and sat in one of the judge chairs.

He sat by Emerald and then kissed her passionately before the set lights turned on and the rest turned off.

Did Josh Trevor just call me gorgeous?

Did the idol of thousands of teenage girls just say I was cute? How come I'm falling for a piece of crap so easily?

He's a womanizer, that's why.

Matt has nothing on him. Nothing.

I know this was kinda short but was it cute?

Next update: Wednesday

Xoxo,
Halliegj •

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