WARNING: This is a first draft. There are going to be errors, mistakes, and plenty of areas that need improvement. She wasn't supposed to be here and she most definitely was not supposed to fall for him. Raina is living a lie. A big one at that. One reckless mistake...a whispered boast at a party...has spiraled into an opportunity she can't refuse. The most prestigious dance academy in the world is holding auditions, and somehow, she has managed to secure a spot. The only problem? She can't actually dance. Then there's Davis Edwards, the disgraced prodigy with a haunted past. He sees right through her, but for reasons unknown, he agrees to help. The secret lessons grueling, their chemistry flourishing; with every step, Raina began to believe that maybe she belongs here. But a pair of eyes are always watching her. James Chandler, the golden boy of the academy and heir to its legacy, seems altogether too fascinated by Raina. Charming is his smile; sweet are his words. His eyes, though. They tell a different story. Raina realizes that the more she lies, the more tension builds. She was now part of a game far greater and darker than she'd ever imagined. And when the truth does come out, it won't be just her future at stake. In this world, secrets don't remain buried. And as for trust? That's just another word for lie. Fake it till you make it. Dance like you mean it. And never trust the ones who smile too easily.