I Wanna Dance With Somebody

Reveal

"They're really going all in with the whole Savior thing, huh?" Regina laughs when she catches sight of Emma the next day.

"Apparently." Emma tugs at the white dress they've put her in. It's got a long white train that they're planning on blowing behind her with a fan for the photoshoot. Then they'll change her into a shorter white dress for the video shoots.

"It looks good."

"Thanks." Emma smiles. "You look great too."

"I wasn't sure if I liked it when they first showed it to me. Not used to not being in a dress. But I think it's growing on me." Regina's wearing black slacks and a crisp white shirt. It's similar to what the rest of the men are wearing, but decidedly feminine as well. She's got some killer heels on too.

"Emma, Regina, we're ready for you."

Regina takes her hand with a smile. "Here we go."

**

The pictures turn out to actually be a lot of fun to shoot and Emma can't deny that they look gorgeous when they show her a few of the finished products.

"Wow. I actually look like I could be a dancer."

Regina's hands rest on her shoulders. She feels the heat of them seeping into her skin. "That's because you are a dancer, now."

The video shoots are a little awkward, because they're in front of a green screen for most of them, but she's able to move better in the shorter dress and she has fun with it. She and Regina dance around together and then they film just her, laughing and dancing.

They also take time to shoot her first interview that day, the one where she talks about why she's famous and why she's on Dancing with the Stars. She makes it through all of that without a hitch and thinks that maybe she'll be able to survive this after all.

**

"It's too early." Emma moans as she slips into the makeup chair at Good Morning America. The cast reveal is scheduled for the eight o'clock hour in New York, which means five o'clock here in Los Angeles. In past years they've flown the cast to New York, but this year, they decided not to, saying it would make it easier for them to keep rehearsing. Emma's not planning on rehearsing today though, so she hopes Regina isn't either.

"Not a morning person, I take it?" Regina asks over the rim of her Starbucks cup. She looks gorgeous and Emma looks awful and life is so not fair.

"Not when you call three-thirty morning, no." Emma closes her eyes while the hair and makeup people get to work. It's still so surreal, having people brushing and styling her hair and putting makeup on for her. But at least she can stay in a semi-comatose state for a bit longer with them doing all the work.

"They're announcing us last." Regina says conversationally and Emma hums in response.

It's not surprising, really. Save the biggest bang for last and all that. Nothing is going to make more shockwaves than them, Emma's sure.

She wonders how big the fallout is going to be. If the production company and the network are willing to take the shot, she supposes that they can't think it's going to be that bad. But she's also aware of just how vocal and hurtful people can be. She knows that they're supposed to start rocking the social media today, but she's pretty sure that she's going to just crawl into bed and hide away all day once this is over.

Since she feels like she's playing pretend anyway – pretending to be famous, pretending to be able to dance – she'll just pretend to be Scarlett O'Hara for a bit. After all, tomorrow is another day.