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“There wasn’t one thing that went right. Miss Toni is going to kill us.”
    â€œYou’re right about that,” Toni said, glaring at them. “I have never been so humiliated in my life.”
    â€œNot even after City Feet made fun of you? ’Cause I thought that was more humiliating,” Liberty pointed out.
    â€œMy own team, making a fool of me onstageby botching the choreography, running offstage, falling on their butts, and assaulting a judge was much worse,” their teacher said, scolding them. “I don’t know what to do with you girls.”
    â€œWe still have our duets,” Bria said. “We’ll do better, Miss Toni, we promise.”
    Toni didn’t look convinced, but she didn’t look angry anymore either. Just sad and tired. She went back to her seat in the audience.
    â€œI think we really disappointed her.” Scarlett sighed. “I feel bad.” She turned to Liberty and Rochelle. “The only thing we can do is pull out a win in the Duets. We’re counting on you guys.” Their monkey routine was fourth up in the category, and they had only a few minutes to change into their costumes.
    Rochelle nodded. “I’ll do my best banana split,” she said. “Get it? Split? That’s dance humor.”
    Scarlett tried to smile but she had a sinking feeling the day’s drama was far from over.

Chapter 7
Roll with It

    â€œJust remember to keep the count,” Rochelle reminded Liberty as they warmed up and waited their turn backstage. “One and roll and two and roll and three and …”
    â€œRoll! I get it!” Liberty snapped. “Let’s just get this over with it.” She scratched at the fur on her monkey suit. “This thing smells like it’s been in a litter box.
Eww
.”
    â€œ
Shhh
,” Scarlett hushed her. She pointed to Gracie, who was sniffling in the corner. “Let’s cut the kitty talk, okay? Someone is really upset.”
    Liberty rolled her eyes. “I’m not the one who tore her costume, Big Sister Scoot.”
    â€œIt was an accident,” Scarlett insisted. “And I pinned it back so you can’t see her undies anymore.” But she doubted she could convince Gracie that the tear had been unintentional. Gracie refused to speak to Scarlett or even look in her direction. As far as Gracie was concerned, Scarlett did it on purpose to get even with her for ruining her leotard and tights. There was no convincing her otherwise.
    â€œThe first duo is up,” Bria reported. “Sweet Peaches Dance Company from Marietta, Georgia. Their dance is called ‘Lion Queens.’ ” She peeked out through the curtains and saw two girls dressed in fiery orange leotards with yellow sequins. One girl was swinging from a vine across the stage.
    â€œGreat,” replied Rochelle, “more jungle acts. Just what we need to compete with our monkey routine.”
    â€œThey’re pretty fierce,” Bria added, observing the duet’s explosive acro moves. “One of them just did an amazing back layout with a half twist!”
    Rochelle shook her head. “I can’t watch. It’s only making me more depressed.”
    â€œNext up,” the announcer said into the microphone, “we have Explosion DC from Washington, DC, dancing a lyrical duet to ‘Let It Go’ from
Frozen
.” Two girls emerged onstage wearing silver wigs and white dresses covered with dangling icicles. “You see that?” Bria pointed out to Anya. “
That’s
a costume. You don’t hear them complaining about too many icicles, do you?”
    Anya watched the girls pirouette across the stage. “Are they supposed to be abominable snowmen … or porcupines? I can’t tell,” she replied.
    â€œNah, definitely chandeliers,” Rochelle piped up. “But they are pretty good.” She watched as one girl did a lively series of