| Chapter Two |
| Teresa: I had just arrived at the studio. I was trying out for some dancing part for a band called Five. It was part of my first assignment. When I walked into the room for the dancers the knots in my stomach tightened. All the girls were obviously very talented. I hadn't danced in a long time. The man that would be judging the tryouts shouted,"Alright girls! Let's get this started! It's going to be a long day" And it was. The day began at 5 am and it was now 9:30 pm. The dancers had been narrowed down to the best 10. Amazingly, I had made it. "Well before we continue with the dancing, we have to do a different kind of test" the judge said. The girls and I exchanged confused looks. "Alright lads. c'mon in" he yelled to a door. He looked back to us and said "Time to meet Five" A door opened and 5 very nice looking lads walked out. A few girls began screaming and jumping at them. Then I saw who one girl was jumping on Abs. "OH MY GOD! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU ABS! AHHH!" she was screaming and clinging to Abs. "Okay...alright..could you get off" He muttered as he tried to pry her from him. "Uh..a little help?" he said pleadingly to the other lads, a few of them being screamed "I Love you!" at too. Eventually the girls who had screamed madly had been dismissed. "We cannot have dancers who are obessed with the band" said the judge, who's name I found was Paul. The three girls that had lost their minds left sadly. It was then that Abs saw me. "Teresa, what are you doing here?" he asked a bit surprised. "Well..um..Trying out." Everyone sort of looked at us, probably wondering how we knew eachother. "Okay everyone take a break while I look over the stats. Then I'll let you know who the final five are" After the other dancers said there hellos they went to get some water. Abs: "This is the girl I was telling you about lads" Abs said, motioning to me. He began to take me down the row of lads. I smiled at each of them and shook their hands. I came to the last one "This is Ritchie" Abs said. "Oh then you must be Richard Breen" I replied. "No..Richard Dobson by birth" "I'm Richard Breen" Abs said from behind me. "What? No, you're Abs" he laughed. "Yeah, Abidin's my middle name. My first name is Richard. I guess you must've read that in a tabloid?" he asked. "yeah, probably" I said offhandly. I turned back to Ritchie, "Are you sure you can't be Richard Breen?" I asked pleadingly. He laughed, "Soz, I'm just plain old Ritchie" My heart sang. This was not good. I was suppose- "Okay girls! I'm ready" Paul shouted, interrupting my thoughts. "Listen girls, you're all very talented, but of course we can only pick five." He looked at his clipboard, "Teresa, I'm sorry, but you're cut" This was not part of my assignment. I nodded, "Thanks anyways" and I headed on out. As I walked down the hall all I could think about was how mad my new boss would be. "I bet you were better than all of those girls combined" I heard a familiar voice say. I turned around, "Abs, don't you think you should be in rehearsal?" he jogged to catch up to me, "Naw, the first rehearsal's not until tomorrow. It's a bit late now" "Oh yeah" I remembered I had been here all day. "What do you say to a late dinner?" "Are you asking me out?" I asked, a bit surpised. "You could call it a date. Unless you don't want a date, then it's me buying you dinner no strings attached" he said a bit nervously. I laughed at him, "Date sounds good" I smiled. He held out his arm and I took it as he said "Let's go then" Chapter Three... |