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The next day, on Liberty Island, Sarah woke up to find the bed across from hers empty. She sat up abruptly and checked the time it was only six in the morning
She was stunned. “Lacy didn’t sleep at all?”
“She slept.” Joyce yawned, running her fingers through her hair. She came back at three last night and got up at five.”
“Only two hours of sleep, that’s too intense, Sarah thought. She clung to the bed frame, not wanting to get up. “She’s already so talented, and she still works this hard. How am I supposed to compete
Joyce glanced at the bed in the far corner and lowered her voice. “Probably afraid of losing face to Quiana again. Sarah followed her gaze, her mind racing
“Stop staring,” Megan said as she emerged from the washroom. “Quiana got up at four thirty.”
So that’s why Lucy got up at five.
“What?” Sarah and Joyce both widened their eyes in surprise.
Over the past few days, unless there was a mandatory gathering. Quiana usually slept until eight or nine in the morning. ‘Did she really get up at four thirty?‘ Alina and Joyce thought.
In training room four, Wendy arrived at five thirty and was surprised to see Quiana doing the splits against the wall. Wendy rubbed her eyes and stepped out, then came back in. Quiana was still there. It was really Quiana.
Quiana performed a stylish spin to bring her legs together, then sat cross–legged, propping her chin with one hand, a mischievous smile on her lips. “Good morning, Captain.”
Quiana was truly beautiful, and ethereal, with a touch of otherworldly charm. When she smiled, her face lit up with radiant confidence. Her voice was lazy and seductive, making one’s ears tingle. The coldness she showed last night seemed like a mistake.
Wendy said. “Good morning”
When the others arrived and saw Quiana there, they were taken aback, their eyes widening in surprise. It was like seeing pigs. fly.
Wendy cleared her throat and said a few words to ease the tension. Today, we’ll divide the lyrics and dance steps.”
Even though they were a team, individual scores mattered. Wendy, as the captain, was very responsible and fair, giving everyone a chance for a solo performance.
Over the next few days, they trained, ate, and slept. Occasionally, the mentors would visit to help them with any difficulties.
Ryan visited training room four the most frequently. He often said, “I believe in you,” which fired up the girls enthusiasm.
With 48 hours left, Yvette frowned. “What if I can’t make these moves flow together?” she asked, her brow furrowed with
concer
“Which ones?” Wendy looked over. “Still not working?”
This song had to be performed with grandeur and majesty, and they had designed several standout moments. Yvette demonstrated a few moves. “I just feel stiff and don’t connect smoothly.”
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“Wendy, I still can’t hit this high note,” another girl, Teresa Murphy, walked over with a worried expression. She had been practicing for days but still couldn’t manage it.
Wendy furrowed her brow. “Didn’t we drop the key by two steps here?”
“I’m worried. Teresa’s eyes darted around: “Quiana’s lines sound better when I sing them. Can I switch with her?”
Wendy frowned. “That’s not-
“Quiana!” But before Wendy could finish, Teresa had already run over to Quiana. “Your high notes are amazing. I can’t seem to hit this part. Can we switch the lyrics?”
Quiana raised an eyebrow, her expression cool and distant. She nodded slightly. “Sure.”
Teresa was taken aback. “What I mean is, I’ll sing your part, and you sing mine…”
“Sure,” Quiana replied with a single word, sounding laid–back and indifferent.
“Quiana” Yvette joined them, having approached at some point. “Can you do this dance sequence smoothly?”
She demonstrated a spin, a leap, and a series of backflips. Quiana’s eyes narrowed slightly as she watched. She asked slowly. “Do you want to switch with me too?”
Caught off guard, Yvette felt a bit awkward. “Well, I—‘
“Sure.
“Ah?” Yvette was stunned. ‘Quiana had agreed so easily? Was she really that easy to talk to?‘ she wondered.
at are you all doing?” Wendy, unable to stand it any longer, walked over. “We’ve already divided the parts, and the public performance is the day after tomorrow. Now you’re switching lyrics and dance routines. How is Quiana supposed to learn everything?”
Yvette mumbled, “You heard her. She said it was fine!”
“You guys…” Wendy was getting angry. She looked at Quiana, her mouth opening and closing.
‘Don’t worry, I’ll carry you all,” Quiana said with a lazy smile.
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