Two weeks had passed since Ashley little dance for Spencer. It was a new year and a new school year for Ashley. Ashley walked into her fourth period which was music to find that Spencer was sitting at her desk.

               “Um, Sweetie, this is my desk…” said Ashley removing her Gucci backpack. She smiled at the brunette sitting by Spencer. Spencer became slightly irritated when Ashley walked to other side of the girl and sat down. 

               “Sorry for the interruption classes but there are tryouts beginning tomorrow from 3:30 until 6:00 at the Grey stone Auditorium for a new contemporary dance recital in which you will win first place of going on the T.V. show of So, You Think You Can Dance. Only for tomorrow night. Please bring your A game. Thank you!”

               Spencer leaned forward to seeing a smiling Ashley with her hands over her stomach crossed with her feet on the desk. Spencer smiled devilishly and wiggled the desk to cause Ashley to fall backwards.

               “BOOOOOOM!” There were giggles in class. “Ashley, are you okay?” asked Spencer who grabbed her Fendi purse. “See you at tryouts.”

               Ashley got slowly and grabbed her backpack, “Fuck man! Um, my back is hurting so I need to go to the nurse.” Ashley left class to see Aiden in the hallway with Spencer who had a face of gold looking at Ashley. Ashley walked past Aiden, “Welcome back, Ash…. Hopefully you have met your match.”

               “Excuse me?” asked Ashley slipping on her Avirex jacket and backpack. “Aiden if you are still mad that I caused us to lose finals then damn, man, I am… sorry. We were fourteen. That was four fucking years ago besides there is no competition.” Ashley sneered at Spencer who licked her lips. “Let the best dancer win, Carlin.”

               Ashley exited the building with no intentions of going to tryouts. 

               “Damn it,” said Aiden kicking the air as if he had lost his best friend again.

               Spencer looked at Aiden, “So, what’s this story behind why you guys lost finals?”

               “Spencer, Ashley was once a great ballet dancer…probably still is. We had agents wanting us since we were eleven. When we was fourteen, she wanted to do other genre which her parents was for but her back then agent told her that tap dancing and hip hop was for lower classes. So one day during the championship, she told me to not go out their on stage. I went to the audience to hear some fast music come on. Ashley appears with a tank top and some dance pants on. That girl had some moves that still caused us to lose. It’s just that Ashley really was the best dancer in New York but the agent told us that she was not shit. Therefore, Ashley became a lost soul then. She started smoking pot with some losers. She became a thief which she was never. Around fifteen, she was sent far away because some dude told her that she would never amount to crap.”