Page 82 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 10
"If you say so. Are you still feeling confident?"
Tim put a hand on my shoulder. "Bryce, trust me. Kristen is going to win gold and Em is going to be fine."
"I hope you're right."
"I am. Kristen knows all the moves and the dance is choreographed especially for the judges. It's going to be perfect."
I heard the door to the locker room swing open. Tim looked at the clock.
"The other dancers are even arriving early. I knew I was teaching them well, but..." Tim stopped dead in the middle of his sentence.
I turned to see why. Kristen was standing behind me. Using crutches.
"Guys, I can't perform. I sprained my ankle," said Kristen.
Tim laughed. "Nice try, Kristen, but I'm not falling for that."
Kristen shook her head. "I wish I was joking, but I'm not. I twisted my ankle during the rehearsal this morning."
"This is a disaster," Tim said. He looked a little pale.
"Alina knows the dance," Kristen said. "She's going to kill it."
"No, it's not that. I'm sure she'll do great." He stared at me for a second. "It's just...I think I'm gonna be sick," muttered Tim. He started to unzip his morph suit as he ran towards the bathroom.
"Oh God, I hope he gets that thing off in time," said Kristen. "And by the way, what the hell is he wearing?"
"That, unfortunately, is what the backup dancers will all be wearing," I said.
Kristen scrunched up her face. "Weird."
"So you really can't perform?"
"Nope. I can't put any weight on my ankle. Alina's going to do awesome though."
"You think she's ready for it? I'm just worried about her going against Gabriela so soon after that bullshit yesterday. Those fucking refs..."
"God, don't even talk about that shit." Kristen shook her head. "I think she's ready though. She just killed it in rehearsal. As long as you're out there to give her encouragement, I think she'll do great."
"But I'm not going to be out there. Not unless one of the other backup dancers gets hurt or doesn't show."
"Yes you are," said Tim. He had unzipped his morph suit and pulled the top down around his waist.
Kristen leaned on one of her crutches and fanned herself with her hand. "Now that's what the backup dancers should wear."
"Tim, I can't let you do that," I said. "I know how much doing this dance means to you. You're the better dancer, you should be out there."
Tim waved his hand dismissively. "No way. Trust me, you need to do this now. You being out there to support Alina gives us the best shot to bring home the gold."
"You sure?"
"Yes." Tim picked up the morph suit in front of my locker and tossed it to me. "Now suit up."
Going For Gold - Chapter 34
Sunday
Alina
