(formerly all my love) Sean and Kaycee are best friends. They're incredible dancers. As they try begin to navigate the water of teen love, an unspeakable event occurs that leaves the two shellshocked and fighting to hold onto each other as they also...
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our little bean!!!!! ^^^^^
A/N: so tensions are already up between kaycee and charity and andres, and it's nothing personal against them, it's just now looking back on the episodes and how they beat them IRL and they were both duets that were so close from the start, there could be a lot to work off of :)
PS: what do you think is going on in sean's mind this whole time? how do you think he thought "Last Night" went???
Kaycee
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I couldn't tell Ashley. No way. Yes I liked her and trusted her and was very happy she declared herself my World of Dance Mom, but I couldn't tell her.
Yet.
"Partner up for stretching, my early birds!" Jessica sang, and she cued the song "Now or Never" by Halsey. I saw Avery and Marcus give each other a look, and she smiled widely and nodded, and they began to talk enthusiastically. Hmmmm. Ashley and Zack were together, so were Avery and Marcus, Michael was a grown man (I'm pretty sure he was gay, but still, a little weird) and he was working with one of the older girls that had floated in later than me and ducked into introductions, I forget her name though, and....
"I guess it's you and me, then," a giggle came from behind me. I turned around and saw the legend herself, Eva Igo, extending a hand to help get me off of the floor. I took it graciously and she pulled me up without even seeming to flinch. Jesus, she was strong. "Sounds great!" I said, trying not to sound too enthusiastic.
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"Kaycee and Eva, you're total beasts!" Carly said as she came around and helped us all with our poses. Eva and I looked at each other and burst into giggles. "And super awake," Jess remarked, amusement in her eyes.
I liked Eva. She was funny and she was very open, which I liked. I hated people that were roundabout or closed off, because that's just now how I am. She was a competition kid just like I was, so she knew the background and the market. We swapped stories, and some of them weren't even about dance. She told me about Minnesota, I told her about Texas, and the conversation wasn't ever awkward. Not once did it cross my mind that we would be competing. We only ever briefly touched upon the topic of her competing last year, and it was because she brought it up. "It's a lot of pressure," she had said. "And I feel like it's all that people see when they look at me. 'Hey it's the girl that almost won but didn't', and I hate that. I want to change it."
I felt ashamed. I was guilty of doing that to her. "Well, you have so much talent, and you've only gotten better," I said. "And you were amazing before that. And I mean it. And now you have even more emotion, and I know you're going to kill it out there. It would be a total honor to even share the stage with you, Eva," I grinned, and she smiled genuinely. "Thank you so much, Kaycee. You're too sweet!"
As we worked on some closing poses, we chatted some more, and I eventually revealed to her the harder things: missing my brother because of the Service so much, the tight strain between my mom and dad, and the void my father's absence had created, and how Sean's constant male presence in my life was so reassuring. "See, I like you for that," Eva said, and tears had sprung into my eyes. "Why, I'm a mess," I had said, trying to keep a stiff upper lip.
