Pink Lady

Chapter 16

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Pink Lady
Chapter SIXTEEN: His Lullaby

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Actor's Quarter
8:45 AM

Something didn't feel right. I shot up and immediately regretted that choice. Blood rushed to my head making my head spin. I felt Taylor stir next to me. Flashbacks of late last night flooded back. I wasn't sure if I was proud or ashamed. I turned to Taylor, who was squinting at his watch which he forgot to take off.

"Shit."

He jumped off the tall bed and began to look for something to wear. Yup, something wasn't right. I scanned the room and Nate's bed was empty and made. Nate did his bed. Was I living in a parallel world? Since when does Nate do his bed? I flung my legs over the edge of the bed and watch Taylor dress in a haste.

"What time is it?" I stretched.

"It's nearing nine." He replied.

It didn't take much to get me going. I sprinted to my own room to find it deserted. Everything was oddly in place and tidy. It's was way different from the storm that Louisa and Jennie do when they get ready. I grabbed a bright robin blue dress and my red pea coat. I threw them on and pulled on snow boots over my navy blue flats. Taylor came in, ready as ever.

"Should we call?" He had his cell phone in hand.

I shook my head and ran passed him, jogging down the staircase, "No no, I rather delay the yelling."

Taylor briskly followed me out.

"I can't even imagine how much in trouble we are going to be." Taylor muttered. We took a different route to the studio where we were suppose to have a rehearsal for this dance-off scene. I don't even want to face Dor in fear that she might tear my limbs off, then glue them back so I can continue dancing. When the studio building was in sight it loosen some tenseness in me. Not completely. Sure I was glad I was arriving but I was two hours late. We barged into the dance studio to find a multitude of dancers listening to this tiny woman direct her rehearsal. Around a hundred pair of eyes, turned to look at us. My cheeks burned in embarrassment as I place my things down and proceeded to take off my jacket and boots.

"...So the missing couple finally arrives." Dor drawled. A hushed whisper weaved through the throng of dancers. "Paul and Anna, your partners are here." I was quickly joined my the familiar boy that I danced with months ago. He grinned at me.

"Never thought you were a diva." He whispered.

I looked over at Taylor who was whisked away by a girl who had that doll face Nate would love.

"I'm not, this is the first time I've ever late." I whispered back. "How far has she gone?"

"Not much. She basically working with the dancers." Paul shrugged off.

We walked to the front where Nate and Emma were. Taylor popped by soon after I joined them. Emma eyed me, worried. She mouthed something incoherent. I'm not very good at reading lips. I shrugged and looked at Dor who stared back.

"Cait. Taylor. To put you on the spot light, I'm going to ask you to dance your parts for us. I want to see how much I have to work on you two." Dor smirked.

I knew what that meant. When she meant 'work' she meant making us do her punishments for having her routine imperfect and being late. I quickly trace back all the steps to this number. I think I had them all. I have a great memory. I was worried for Taylor. Even if I succeed at this number, if Taylor didn't...

To put it in short, Dor would look for any excuse to execute us both.

Everybody sat down, giving us our stage to perform. I face Paul who smirked back, getting into character.