Problems With Love

Chapter 33

Kristen's POV

The season carries on and the guys going pretty well. It's March so the playoffs are coming up so the boys are working extra hard. I in the other hand have nothing to do.

I was sitting on the couch watching tv while Kris had practice. "Oh my god! I'm so bored!" I groan. I really need to get a life. I tried playing hockey but apparently I'm too good and aggressive to play in a woman's league and I'm just out of college so I can't play there any more. I'm terrible at volleyball and tennis so that's out of the question. I hate cheerleading and figure skating so that's a no too. I used to be in color guard and I was awesome at that! But I can't find a team to join. Ugh! "Why is this so hard?!" "Why is what so hard?" Kris asks walking in the door and walking into the kitchen looking for food. I follow him and grab a sparkling ice from the fridge. I sit on the counter and open it and take a sip. "Trying to find a sport to do," I say. Kris thinks for a minute. "What about gymnastics?" he suggests. "No way! I'm not that flexible!" I say. "Ok... umm what about dance?" Kris asks. "I guess," I say. "Well there's a dance studio like 10 minutes away. I'll call them," Kris says picking up the phone. He walk out of the room.

A few minutes later he walk back in. "Ok great. See you then," he says into the phone before hanging up. "Well..?" I question. "You have auditions tomorrow at 3:45. They're looking for another girl for their competition team. Just so you know you won't be the only one there though. They have like 6 or 7 girls auditioning" Kris explains. "Ok sounds good!" I say.

Kris's pov

I probably should've mention to Kristen that the dance studio is really tough kinda like the ALDC. But then again it's probably a good thing I didn't because it would put so much more pressure on her. I just really hope she gets the spot. She's an amazing athlete and can do pretty much anything she sets her mind to. All I can do is cross my fingers for her.

Kristen's POV

The next day rolls around and I find myself extremely nervous about the audition. I danced a little bit when I was little but I wasn't that good.

At 3:30 I get into my car and drive to the studio. When I get there I pull into the parking lot and walk inside. Hi what's your name?" a lady at the front desk asks. "Kristen," I reply shyly. "Are you here for the audition?" she asks kindly. "Yeah," I respond. "Ok go right in there and out your stuff and do what ever you have to do and they'll call you in when it's time for the class to start," she says. "Thanks!" I reply heading for the room.

I pit my stuff down on a bench as stretch and warm up. Then at 3:45 all the girls trying out go into a studio. "Hi girls my name is Katie. As you all know today your auditioning for the spot on our competition team. You will be tested on flexibility, tricks and stuff like that," she says. Then she takes roll. "Now it's time to stretch and warm up," Katie says. Then we go through everything we had to be tested on and did the testing. I did ok. I'm probably not getting the spot. "Now for the final test, all of you have to do an improv routine to the song of my choice," she explains.

When it's finally my turn I go to the center of the room and take a deep breath. "Kristen your song is Stronger by Kelly Clarckson."

My dance was horrible. I am not getting this part. "Ok lovely job girls. I have decided who I'm going to pick. Congratulations Allison! You get the spot!" We all clap for her and congratulate her. Im bummed I didn't get it. "However I had to pick 2. The other person who gets the spot is Kristen!" What?! I actually got the spot? This is amazing! "Oh wait I see there are 2 Kristen's here. It's Kristen Roff," Katie says. My heart drops. Of course this would happen to me.

I drive home listening to the radio fighting back tears. When I get home I park my car in the garage and walk inside. "Hey how'd it go?" Kris asks. I look down at the floor. "I didn't make the team," I say letting the tears fall. "Aw I'm sorry Kristen," Kris says giving me a hug.