SOPHIE'S POV
With everyone here, I can run the opening with staging.
"It all looks really good!" I said.
"I think once more just to be safe." I said.
As Michael started his verse, the door opened and the person slammed it shut behind them.
I was expecting it to be Kyle.
Instead, it was Sharlize.
"Excuse me, but what are you doing here?" I asked.
"I heard you were in need of backup dancers." She said.
"Yeah, male backup dancers. But by the looks of how you walk in heels, you seem to fit the bill. You're out here trying to look like Miss Hollywood, when in reality you look like a linebacker in those!" I said to her.
"She's definitely hit her breaking point." Drew said.
"Whatever. You're just jealous you can't look as good as me." She said referring to my shorts and Kyeforce sweater.
"Sorry I know what to wear to a dance rehearsal." I said.
"Yeah cause you're probably an even worse dancer in jeans." She remarked.
"Like you're any better. I've seen you dance, I guess pointed feet aren't in your vocab." I said.
"Like your little 'improv' on Instagram was any better." She said referring to my improv of Mr. Doctor Man by Palaye Royale.
"I mean the lead singer liked it. According to him, if I wasn't taken he'd date me. And how nice of you to check to see I'm still doing better than you." I snarked.
"You're not special!" She yelled.
"Mhm. Whatever helps you sleep at night, honey. Now get out of my closed rehearsal." I said pointing to the door.
"Not until you get it through your poorly educated head that I'm better than you." She said.
"I did graduate early but I still graduated. And what are you going to do? Catch the first plane to New York and audition for a musical?" I asked.
"No. Through dance cause it's all you can do." She said.
"Alright. But I'm not a one trick pony like you think." I said.
Drew came over to me.
"Would you like me to call Kyle?" He asked.
"No. I need to fight my own battles." I said taking my hair down.
"You win this, babe." He said.
SHARLIZE'S OUTFIT AND HEELS:
SOPHIE'S OUTFIT:
