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EWWW!
” the rest of the Divas screamed in the background. Then they raced down the hill and tackled each other.
    â€œOkay! That’s a wrap!” J. J. called. “Nice job, girls.”
    Bria was laughing so hard she could barely catch her breath. She had leaves in her hair and dirt all over her face. “That was amazing. Thanks, everyone. I’m going to do the edit tonight and show Ms. Moran in the morning. Cross your fingers she likes it!”
    Scarlett held up her hand with her fingers crossed. Then she caught a glimpse of her watch.
    â€œGuys, it’s six twenty! We’re twenty minutes late for group rehearsal. Miss Toni is gonna kill us!”
    They raced back inside and directly intostudio 2, where Miss Toni was already rehearsing with Liberty.
    Rochelle took a deep breath and braced herself. She knew this wasn’t going to be pretty.
    Toni spun around and stared. For the first time since they’d known her, the Divas’ dance coach was completely speechless.
    â€œOMG!” Liberty gasped. “Did you guys go mud wrestling?”
    Bria thought quickly. “No, we were actually practicing out back. Um, you know, the Little Tramp and all …”
    Scarlett picked up where she left off. “Right! We were just getting into character.” She smudged some dirt across her upper lip to look like a mustache. “See?”
    Toni still looked stunned. “Rochelle, do you have anything to add to this?” she finally asked.
    â€œUm, well, in dance and life, authenticity is everything,” she replied.
    Toni raised an eyebrow. “Was J. J. perhaps involved in your authentic Little Tramp rehearsal?”
    Gracie smiled. “How’d ya know?”
    Toni put down her clipboard and marched toward the door. She looked furious. “I’m going to have a few words with him. In the meantime, I expect you all to clean up yourselves, then my dance studio floor.” She pointed to the black smudges and piles of dirt they’d scattered around.
    â€œUh-oh,” Gracie said. “J. J. is in trouble!”

    Miss Toni still wasn’t back by the time they’d washed up, put on new leotards and tights, and returned to the studio.
    â€œDo you think she’s gonna fire him?” Bria whispered.
    â€œMiss Toni’s been mad at me tons of times and she always gets over it,” Rochelle said.
    Apparently, she was right. The door opened and J. J. walked inside.
    â€œSo,” he began, “Miss Toni has asked me to take over the rehearsal for tonight.”
    Scarlett raised her hand. “How come?”
    â€œI’m not really sure,” J. J. answered. “Somethingabout ‘having to connect more with the material.’ She went off to do some research, I guess.”
    â€œThis is all my fault,” Bria said, staring down at the floor. “I made Miss Toni mad at us.”
    â€œYou want my advice?” J. J. asked. “I think you should just nail your routine and let Miss Toni cool down.”
    Rochelle bristled. “We took your advice before and look where it got us!”
    â€œWe don’t really have any other choice,” Anya pointed out. “The competition is two weeks away and we don’t even know the whole choreography.”
    â€œExactly!” J. J. said, studying Toni’s notes. “So let’s clean up those
jetés
before she comes back.”
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Jetés?
What do you know about
jetés
?” Rochelle asked. “I thought you didn’t know anything about ballet.”
    â€œI guess Toni’s rubbing off on me,” he said with a wink. “Let’s take it from the top.”

    The next day, Bria came to school an hour early to meet with her science teacher. She could hardly sleep, she was so nervous.
    â€œBria?” Ms. Moran