Thursday, May 26, 2016

So You Can Think You Can Dance Update

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SYTYCD Chapter 12 Update on AO3

SYTYCD Chapter 12 Update on FFn

SYTYCD Chapter 12 Update on TWCS

Prior to the phone call from my mother, I was hyped about my performances in tonight’s show. I felt strong, confident and proud of how things went. On top of that I was excited about going out to dinner with Edward and his parents.

Okay, I was a little freaked out about meeting his parents so soon, but from what Edward described, they were down-to-earth people who loved their son.

I was just excited to spend more time with him. Edward was an amazing, sexy, loving man that made my body quiver with need. He made my girly bits tingle and I wanted him. I wanted him so badly. But, it wasn’t the right time. I had the competition to contend with along with the obligations after the competition. For now, we’d be coasting along the PG-13 highway of making out and over-the-clothes groping.

Maybe more?

“Bells, don’t let your mom get to you,” Rose said as she handed me my purse. “The She-Beast will be here, but you don’t have to talk to her, really. For now, go out with your boyfriend and his parents and enjoy the time away from our crazy.”

“Okay, okay,” I said. “I’ll pull a Scarlett O’Hara and worry about it tomorrow.”

“Just don’t be eating any raw turnips. They’re gross,” Rose snorted. Maggie nodded, her nose wrinkled.

“And you both know this how?” I laughed.

“I knew it because I used that monologue for an audition and I wanted to be authentic,” Rose answered.

“It was a dare for me,” Maggie shrugged. “See you tonight, Bells. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

“Going out with his parents,” I giggled, sneaking out of the dressing room and heading to the house where Edward and his parents were waiting. I ran into a few cast mates and Carmen, all congratulating me for an amazing job. I thanked them, blushing at my performance with Tyler. The rumba was definitely something I was not comfortable with, especially since I was trying to flirt with a man who was not my boyfriend. Tyler was an attractive guy, but he wasn’t Edward. Plus, I still didn’t trust him. I probably never would.

Out in the theater, I spotted Edward with an older couple, chatting with Alistair. The woman was about my height with rich caramel colored hair and a heart-shaped face. The way she carried herself made it obvious that she was a former dancer. She was graceful, even while standing still. Her posture was straight and her body was slender, but rounded from being a mother and from her age. She was beautiful. The man was tall, a little taller than Edward, with blonde hair that was graying at the temples. He had Edward’s jaw line and nose, not to mention his lithe body shape. Edward was a perfect combination of both of his parents.

“Bella,” Edward breathed, moving away and reaching me. He hugged me tightly before guiding me to his parents and Alistair.

“You were undeniably sexy tonight, Bella,” Alistair said, kissing my cheek. “And I mean that in the nicest way possible. I don’t want to come off as being a perv.”

“Thanks, Alistair. I think,” I snickered. “And you’re not a perv. The routine tonight was hot. Alex really gave us some sultry moves to perform. I only hope the audience liked it.”

“We loved it,” Edward’s mom gushed. “I’m Esme. I’ve heard so much about you.” She wrapped me into a warm hug, kissing my cheek. “If only I was half as seductive as you were on stage when I performed … wow!”

“You are, my love,” said Edward’s dad. “And then some.” He turned to me, kissing my cheek. “I’m Carlisle. It’s a pleasure to meet you, my dear. Edward just can’t stop talking about you.”

“All good things, I hope,” I blushed.

“Nothing but the best,” Edward beamed, his arm sliding around my waist. 

The Dance ~ Contemporary Opening Number
Charlotte Martin

Thursday, May 19, 2016

So You Think You Can Dance Teaser

Prior to the phone call from my mother, I was hyped about my performances in tonight’s show. I felt strong, confident and proud of how things went. On top of that I was excited about going out to dinner with Edward and his parents.

Okay, I was a little freaked out about meeting his parents so soon, but from what Edward described, they were down-to-earth people who loved their son.

I was just excited to spend more time with him. Edward was an amazing, sexy, loving man that made my body quiver with need. He made my girly bits tingle and I wanted him. I wanted him so badly. But, it wasn’t the right time. I had the competition to contend with along with the obligations after the competition. For now, we’d be coasting along the PG-13 highway of making out and over-the-clothes groping.

Maybe more?

“Bells, don’t let your mom get to you,” Rose said as she handed me my purse. “The She-Beast will be here, but you don’t have to talk to her, really. For now, go out with your boyfriend and his parents and enjoy the time away from our crazy.”

“Okay, okay,” I said. “I’ll pull a Scarlett O’Hara and worry about it tomorrow.”

“Just don’t be eating any raw turnips. They’re gross,” Rose snorted. Maggie nodded, her nose wrinkled.

“And you both know this how?” I laughed.

“I knew it because I used that monologue for an audition and I wanted to be authentic,” Rose answered.

“It was a dare for me,” Maggie shrugged. “See you tonight, Bells. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

“Going out with his parents,” I giggled, sneaking out of the dressing room and heading to the house where Edward and his parents were waiting. I ran into a few cast mates and Carmen, all congratulating me for an amazing job. I thanked them, blushing at my performance with Tyler. The rumba was definitely something I was not comfortable with, especially since I was trying to flirt with a man who was not my boyfriend. Tyler was an attractive guy, but he wasn’t Edward. Plus, I still didn’t trust him. I probably never would.


Out in the theater, I spotted Edward with an older couple, chatting with Alistair. The woman was about my height with rich caramel colored hair and a heart-shaped face. The way she carried herself made it obvious that she was a former dancer. She was graceful, even while standing still. Her posture was straight and her body was slender, but rounded from being a mother and from her age. She was beautiful. The man was tall, a little taller than Edward, with blonde hair that was graying at the temples. He had Edward’s jaw line and nose, not to mention his lithe body shape. Edward was a perfect combination of both of his parents. 


Esme Cullen

Dr. Carlisle Cullen

Edward Cullen (gah! I love this photo!!)

Saturday, May 14, 2016

So You Think You Can Dance Update

SYTYCD Chapter 11 Update on FicPad

SYTYCD Chapter 11 Update on AO3

SYTYCD Chapter 11 Update on FFn

SYTYCD Chapter 11 Update on TWCS

I was an anxious nervous mess. It had been a couple of days since I’d last heard from Bella. I knew that she needed time, but my impatience was making me sick. I really wanted to talk to her before rehearsals began for this week’s show, especially since I wanted Bella to be one of the featured dancers for the piece I had choreographed.

“Edward, you need to stop pacing,” Peter quipped, his feet on my cocktail table. He was in town for the premier and to watch the show. He was mooching from my fridge. “The girl will call you. Maybe she’s dealing with some shit.”

“This whole competition, she’s been dealing with some shit,” I growled, sitting down on the couch. “What if she decided that we’re not worth it? What if Alice convinced her that …” My phone interrupted my irrational rant. I nearly fell over my own feet to answer it. “Hello?”

“Jesus, Cullen,” laughed Rose. “You sound a little desperate, bub.”

“Shut it,” I growled. “What’s the deal, Rose? Why hasn’t she called me?”

“I love my roommate, my sister from another mister, but that girl has a stubborn streak a mile long,” Rose said. “However, Jacob, Maggie and I have told her that she needs to pull her head out of her ass. Alice is still acting all smug, making everyone believe that you really had hooked up with her. Bella needs proof.”

“I’ll give her proof. I’ve already spoken to Carmen and Alistair, getting the raw footage of our rehearsal,” I explained. “I’ll show her that Alice was the instigator in this whole charade.”

“Good,” Rose said. “I’m going to give her what for once I get off the phone. Can you be here at the house in like an hour?”

“I’m on my way,” I smiled. Rose, while the master kiss-blocker, had turned out to be a valuable ally. I wasn’t going to give up on Bella. Alice’s manipulations had driven us apart, but I was determined to not walk away from something that was potentially life-altering. I hung up the phone and gave Peter an anxious smile. “Wish me luck.”

“You won’t need it. You can just give her a crooked grin and swivel your hips, she’ll be falling at your feet,” Peter snickered.

“I’ll have to do more work than that, Peter,” I deadpanned. “Bella’s trust in people is shattered. You saw what happened when Tyler gave her grief about being injured. He’s still trying to crawl out of the hole he dug for himself.”

“Edward, you and I both know that Bella is not going to walk away from you,” Peter said. “Now, go win back your girl and tell her all of the dirty deets about Malice.”

“Malice,” I snorted. “I like it.” I picked up my laptop and the rough cut footage of what happened with me and Alice. “Wish me luck.”


“You won’t need it, but good luck,” Peter said, flipping on the television. 







Alice and Ben ~ Salsa
La Comay by Sonora Carruseles


Rose and Demetri ~ Disco
Last Dance (Samantha Ronson Remix) by Donna Summer


Angela and Felix ~ Lyrical Hip Hop
I Got You by Leona Lewis


Jessica and Alec ~ Contemporary
If It Kills Me (Casa Nova Sessions) by Jason Mraz


Bella and Tyler ~ Rumba
Meant by Elizaveta


Tia and Jasper ~ Broadway
All That Jazz from the musical, Chicago


Tia and Jacob ~ Jazz
Sweet Dreams by the Eurhythmics


Performance Show Opening Number ~ Party Salsa/Hip Hop (Edward Cullen, choreographer)
I Know You Want Me (Calle Ocho) by Pitbull

Sunday, May 8, 2016

So You Think You Can Dance Blog Only Teaser

“This is my first time choreographing for the show. Some of you have worked with me during the auditions if you were asked to do the choreography round. This dance is different than that. The premise of the dance is this: it’s in the middle of hot spell. No one has functioning air conditioning and you’re all out in various locations on the stage, fanning yourselves and trying, desperately, to cool off. Then, you just can’t help yourself and you hear this music that has you wanting to move. The choreography is sexy, sultry and hot. There will be a lot of partner work and intricate lifts,” Edward explained. “Any questions?”

Alice raised her hand. “Are you going to feature the Latin dancers?” she asked, grinning smugly.

“I’m going to feature who I think is the best for the characters I’ve created in my head,” he answered. “A few are Latin dancers, others are not.” He stood up and pointed to the rehearsal space. There were various props littered around the room. “Find your opening position. Your names are on the spots I want you at.”

We got up and found our first location. I was sitting at a table, center stage, with Ben. What would begin the choreography was an argument between me and Ben, forcing me to walk away to turn on the radio. To get back at Ben, I would dance with Alec and everyone would join in. Two hours later, we have learned the whole routine and Edward wasn’t lying that it was a sexy routine. There was a lot of hip rolling, grinding and sexual tension. Almost everyone had a featured moment. Some were longer than others, but I noticed that Alice got the shortest featured section. She was pissed and vibrating with anger. Angela, Rose’s roommate in the house, and a beautiful ballet dancer, had the longest feature with Jacob.

We ran the dance three times before Edward dismissed us and beamed at the progress we’d made. He gave us a few notes before we left. As soon as we were done, I removed my shoes and put on my flip flops. Heels were the bane of my existence. Edward didn’t talk to me, but he did give me a wink as I left the studio. However, I ran right into Alice. “It was you,” she sneered. “You convinced him to not give me a solo!”

“What?! I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, trying to walk past her.

“This is retaliation for what happened last week, isn’t it?” she asked, her eyes narrowed and her face pinched sourly.

“Alice, get over yourself,” I huffed, pushing past her and walking down to the van.


Opening Group Number - Performance Show
Edward Choreography
"I Know You Want Me" - Pitbull

Thursday, May 5, 2016

So You Think You Can Dance Teaser

I was an anxious nervous mess. It had been a couple of days since I’d last heard from Bella. I knew that she needed time, but my impatience was making me sick. I really wanted to talk to her before rehearsals began for this week’s show, especially since I wanted Bella to be one of the featured dancers for the piece I had choreographed.

“Edward, you need to stop pacing,” Peter quipped, his feet on my cocktail table. He was in town for the premier and to watch the show. He was mooching from my fridge. “The girl will call you. Maybe she’s dealing with some shit.”

“This whole competition, she’s been dealing with some shit,” I growled, sitting down on the couch. “What if she decided that we’re not worth it? What if Alice convinced her that …” My phone interrupted my irrational rant. I nearly fell over my own feet to answer it. “Hello?”

“Jesus, Cullen,” laughed Rose. “You sound a little desperate, bub.”

“Shut it,” I growled. “What’s the deal, Rose? Why hasn’t she called me?”

“I love my roommate, my sister from another mister, but that girl has a stubborn streak a mile long,” Rose said. “However, Jacob, Maggie and I have told her that she needs to pull her head out of her ass. Alice is still acting all smug, making everyone believe that you really had hooked up with her. Bella needs proof.”

“I’ll give her proof. I’ve already spoken to Carmen and Alistair, getting the raw footage of our rehearsal,” I explained. “I’ll show her that Alice was the instigator in this whole charade.”

“Good,” Rose said. “I’m going to give her what for once I get off the phone. Can you be here at the house in like an hour?”

“I’m on my way,” I smiled. Rose, while the master kiss-blocker, had turned out to be a valuable ally. I wasn’t going to give up on Bella. Alice’s manipulations had driven us apart, but I was determined to not walk away from something that was potentially life-altering. I hung up the phone and gave Peter an anxious smile. “Wish me luck.”

“You won’t need it. You can just give her a crooked grin and swivel your hips, she’ll be falling at your feet,” Peter snickered.

“I’ll have to do more work than that, Peter,” I deadpanned. “Bella’s trust in people is shattered. You saw what happened when Tyler gave her grief about being injured. He’s still trying to crawl out of the hole he dug for himself.”

“Edward, you and I both know that Bella is not going to walk away from you,” Peter said. “Now, go win back your girl and tell her all of the dirty deets about Malice.”

“Malice,” I snorted. “I like it.” I picked up my laptop and the rough cut footage of what happened with me and Alice. “Wish me luck.”


“You won’t need it, but good luck,” Peter said, flipping on the television.