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chaînés from one end of the stage to the other.
    â€œOh, I love this song!” Gracie clapped her hands. “It’s from my favorite movie. But they need a snowman that talks.”
    â€œHow about snow?” Scarlett asked. White snowflakes suddenly floated to the stage. The whole auditorium was a blizzard!
    â€œOh my gooshness!” Gracie squealed. “I wanna make a snow angel!”
    Scarlett caught her just in time before she raced out in the middle of Explosion DC’s duet. “Chill out, Gracie!” Scarlett reminded her. “It’s not real snow, and it’s not your duet!”
    Gracie wrestled free of her grip. “You are the meanest sister in the world, Scoot!” she shouted, then stomped back to the dressing room.
    â€œThat was a close one,” Bria whispered to Scarlett. “That Gracie is a handful. We could have been disqualified for sabotaging another team’s routine.”
    â€œTell me about it!” Scarlett sighed. “Sometimes Gracie just leaps before she looks.”
    The icicle-clad girls took their bows, then strutted past them. Rochelle peeked out to see the judges’ reaction. “They seem a little icy,” she reported to her fellow Divas. “That’s good news for us.”
    The announcer stepped up to the microphone once again. “There will be a brief pause while weclean up this snowstorm,” he said. “Then we will have City Feet performing ‘Rock and Roll.’ ”
    â€œOh, goodie.” Liberty smirked. “Stinky Feet get to follow the slushy sisters.”
    Mandy suddenly zipped by them on a pair of red sequined roller skates. “Make way, losers.” She giggled.
    â€œSeriously? A contemporary dance on wheels? Is that even allowed?” Anya asked.
    â€œOh yes, it’s allowed,” Regan said, watching her teammates take the stage. “It’s never been done before—so I guess you could say we’re making history here at Dance Fusion.”
    â€œDid you say history—or mystery? Because the judges look pretty confused as to why Mandy is spinning in circles like some circus act,” Liberty said.
    â€œAttagirl,” Rochelle told her fellow Diva. “That’s the loudmouth Liberty we know and love.”
    Regan looked out at the audience. They did seem a bit dizzy. The judges were also whisperingamong themselves. As Addison played an air guitar, Mandy continued whipping around the stage, faster and faster. “I don’t think she’s supposed to do that,” she said. “She’s going too fast.”
    â€œYa think?” Liberty said. “Maybe Mandy’s a little confused. She thinks this is a roller derby, not a dance competition.”
    Suddenly, a little voice screamed from the stage. “Help! I can’t stop!”
    Phoebe raced over to see what was going on. “OMG! I told Miss Justine this was a bad idea! That wood floor is really slippery after that snow number.”
    Addison grabbed on to Mandy’s elbow, trying to anchor her. But she was going too fast.
    â€œIt’s Newton’s First Law of Motion,” Bria said, recalling the last physics test she had crammed for. “A body in motion stays in motion …”
    â€œUntil it goes splat!” Liberty smirked. “Which is what Mandy just did right in front of the judges.”
    The Tiny Terror was lying on her back withher feet in the air, wheels still spinning, moaning in agony.
    â€œLadies and gentlemen, we’ll take a short break,” the announcer’s voice broke through the last chords of the music. “Can someone please call a medic?”
    Mandy slowly got to her feet. “No, wait. I’m fine! The show must go on!” She smiled sweetly and winked at the judges. She did an elegant arabesque on her roller skates, then faced the crowd and curtsied. The audience applauded wildly and gave her a standing