I'm back!

I don't how old they were in the first season…but let's pretend that they are 16ish in the story (10th grade in America) so everyone will be turning 16 or is already 16.

-Nina-

It was 9 right now and we are learning the 9/11 dance. The dance was lyrical and there 16 of us, all girls. The way Marie explained it to us was that 8 of us where going to be dressed in white (being angels) and the rest of us would be dressed as fire fighters, police women, and workers. The song started with recordings of police officers, firefighters, and other people watching and switched to parts of Sarah McLachlan's "Angel." All throughout the song, it switched between the recordings and "Angel."

We worked until 9:30 (because that's when the last class ended) and we learned where ours spots were and how we would do the transitions to each spot.

As soon as the rehearsal was over, Adrianna put her headphones in and left. "She does know she can't really go anywhere, right?" Mick asked as I walked up the stairs and into the bathroom without responding.

-Jerome-

"What's up with them?" Mick asked.

"Adrianna's mother was in the Twin Towers when they fell," Fabian said.

"Oh," Mick said.

Half an hour later, Nina came out of the bathroom with her hair wet. "Where's Adrianna?" she asked.

"I haven't seen her since she left," I said.

"She better be in this building," Nina mumbled and left to look for her.

I got up and followed her. "I'm thinking she's dancing," I whispered to her.

"Thanks Captain Obvious," she says to me with a little smile. "You don't know how happy I am that I found out I had a sibling."

"Yeah, it was lonely being an only child (pretend there is no Poppy…even though I love her)," I said back.

"I think she's this way," Nina said turning a corner. This place is really big!

We found Adrianna turning…and turning…and turning forever. "What your record for a la seconde turns now, like a bajillion?" Nina joked.

"For someone who's on a scholarship to an English boarding school, they might know that a bajillion isn't a number," Adrianna said.

"Then what's a better number?"

"A bazillion," Adrianna answered.

"That's not a number either," Nina said.

"Well, it's a very large indefinite number. Bajillion isn't even in the dictionary."

"Did you just make that definition up?" I asked.

"Nope, math is the only thing I get easily" Adrianna said.

-Nina-

"Go away Nina!" was what woken up the world at 7:45 in the morning.

"Get up, its 7:45," I tell my sleeping best friend. "And be quite, you're going to wake everyone up."

"I don't care," Adrianna says. "And you know that 7:45 has no meaning to me what so ever."

"You teach class in 15 minutes," I remind her.

"Oh crap," she says falling out of her messy bed. "Can you find my ballet shoes please?" she asked as she starts getting dressed into her pink stockings, black leotard and black ballet skirt.

"What have I told you about changing with your door open?" I tell her as I shut her door.

"Sorry mom," she says sarcastically. "And what's the point now? I'm dressed."

"I forget how many quick changes you usually have and how fast you can change," I say as I pick up a dozen bobby pins from the floor and put them on her dresser next to her. I left as she started putting her hair up in a bun.

"I have to pee," she says as she runs past me with her hair flying around.

"I swear I'm best friends with a 3 year old," I say to myself.

At 7:55, the little kids started coming in the studio. "Hurry up!" I tell Adrianna.

"Almost done," she says putting her shoes on. "That's a lot of 2 year olds."

"But little kids love you," I say pushing her down the stairs. Once Adrianna started, I went back to my room.

Wait, I turn around to go to Adrianna's room to try to find something Egypt related because she somehow knew about my necklace. "I'm not doing anything," I say quickly as someone opens the door.

"I don't really care what you're doing Nina," Marie says as she comes in Adrianna's room. "Just, keep an eye on her, okay Chosen One," she says quietly and leaves.

"Wait, what?" I ask her really confused as I reopen Adrianna's door and go into the hallway and I don't see her. "Weird." I went to where Marie's room was and opened the door to see her still sleeping, "Weirder," I said to myself too, "are all buildings I go to supposed to talk to me?"

I went back into Adrianna's room to look around again. After not being able to find anything in her room, I decided to go back to sleep. Why is there even a class at 8 in the morning on a Tuesday?

I go to lie back down in my bed but decide not to because I'm already up so I head to Dunkin Donuts across the street to get hot chocolate. As I walk down the stairs I see the little kids and Adrianna stretching in a circle on the floor and the parents watching.

I stepped outside into the September air and was met with a gust of wind that made me shiver and hurried over to the crosswalk. I walked into Dunkin Donuts and realized I was still in my pajamas, oh well, it's not like I ever been anywhere in pajamas. I ordered my hot chocolate and someone teasingly said "Still wearing you pajamas in public Nina?" I turned around and saw Garrett.

"Very funny," I said to him and walked away.

"Oh, I see, go off to a fancy British school for a year and won't talk to an old friend anymore," he says.

"Too bad we weren't even friends when I left," I say and turn to walk away.

"Better make sure your little twin and Adrianna become friends. Don't let them fight," he says.

"What?" I question.

"Trust me," was all he said and left. It's only been 45 minutes that I've been up and it's already one of the weirdest days I've ever had.

It was during Adrianna's second class she was teaching when everyone started to wake up. "What are you going to do this week?" I ask Fabian as he walks to the observation thingy that I never learned the name of even though I practically lived here.

"What?" he asked confused.

"Do a class or work at the desk dealing with the moms and occasional dads?"

"Desk, I can't keep rhythm like my cousin," he says.

"Better go get ready for a long day," I tell him. Honestly, it's a lot of work being back there, everything ends up getting moved around and messy and confusing and crazy, especially around 6 when the teenagers' classes start.

I have no clue how Adrianna was able to keep up with all the little kids running around at 11 in the morning. At 2ish, she finally had a little break, which she spent eating. "You know the song 'Arms' by Christina Perri?" she asked me with a mouthful of goldfish.

"Yeah," I respond to her as I attempt to organize the cluttered desk.

"Don't you think it would make a cute duet song?" she asked as she sat on the counter.

"Absolutely," I say as I look at her. "Why?"

"No reason. I love that song," she answered as one of the rich, snobby girls that go to a private school walks in with her mother and that was our cue to leave to see how Fabian would hold up. I felt bad.

"Where's TJ?" the sixteen year old girl said, she's three months younger than I am.

"Um…"

"He's usually here on Tuesdays."

"He had to stay at school for a little bit," Adrianna said. He usually has a study hall at the end of the day so he comes to the studio to help out at the desk and do his homework.

"Alright, at least this one is just as cute," she said as Fabian blushed and you can visibly see that Adrianna was fed up with her for a long time, even before she walked in.

"Stay away from my cousin," Adrianna said.

"Don't tell my daughter what to do," the mother said. "I can say that the workers aren't appropriately dressed to work up here to your boss," she threatened.

"Oh, my grandmother would love to her how her only granddaughter is helping out with the screaming 2 year olds at 8 in the morning."

The mother and daughter widened their eyes, probably not realizing that she was Marie's granddaughter.

"I'm here," TJ said breathlessly as he opened the door.

"What'd you do, run a marathon before you came here?" Adrianna asked as she threw a pen to him as he took out his math homework and he caught it without missing a beat he replied, "Just can't wait to see all these crazy people com-oh, hi Scarlet," he was obviously caught off guard as the crazy girl hugged him. Adrianna was trying to hold in laughter. TJ was probably an inch and a half shorter than Jerome and Scarlet was up to his chin.

"Answer's 2x-4 divided by 3," she said as she handed him his paper and dragged Scarlet into one of the studios to work on her solo. I never realized how short Adrianna was until now, her eyes are leveled with his shoulders.

When Adrianna got out an hour later, she looked like she was about rip someone's head off.

Tuesday was really the only day that something weird happened, well, weird with not knowing what was going on.

On Wednesday, Jerome, Alfie and surprisingly TJ pulled a prank on Adrianna the backfired when Patricia was the one to fall for it, but Adrianna knew about it somehow and planned ahead for the three boys to be pranked.

Thursday was the day that everyone took a trip to the Empire State building, and nothing out of the ordinary happened, besides Adrianna knowing more than her cousin, which surprised even her.

Friday was a rainy day so it was a High School Musical marathon, and sing-a-long because most of us eventually started singing.

Saturday was the lazy day where everyone, minus Mara and Fabian, slept until two.

On Sunday morning we were all by Ground Zero and everyone was keeping an eye on Adrianna because she was kind of unpredictable on what she would do. The sixteen dancers were dressed and the girls in white had their hair half up and half down and the other six in various occupation costumes had their hair in a bun. The Anubis kids were bundled up because it was pretty cold along with everyone else. Police officers, firefighters, and soldiers that were home were walking around with their families in uniform. TJ was wearing one of his father's military jackets that he left last time he was home, which was around six months ago. His and Adrianna's dad are as close as their kids are and are both overseas still.

There was news reporters scattered around the place talking about what happened ten years ago and interviewing people. Adrianna was by the side of one of the walls, probably by her mother's name, looking at the water on the inside and I saw a newspaper reporter take a picture of the scene when the wind pushed her hair back and wrote something down, probably a caption that he would use if he decided to use it.

At nine, we got ready for our dance. The recordings in the song started, we started dancing. By the time we finished the dance, a majority of the police officers and firefighters had tears in their eyes along with the surrounding audience. The music stopped and everyone clapped. Everyone who was watching continued to do whatever we were doing before we danced.

Adrianna ended up running off crying and TJ followed her and that left me with freezing with my English housemates. I put on my jacket that I brought and wished I brought sweatpants because I was wearing black stockings and spandex shorts, which don't keep you that warm.

"I'm going to miss this place when we leave tomorrow," Mara said looking around the city from her spot.

"Yeah," I agreed as I bounced on my toes trying to keep warm.

The next morning, the Anubis kids and I were driven to the airport by TJ's mom with Adrianna and TJ in the car.

"Try to come back soon," Adrianna whispered to me as she attacked me with a bone crushing hug and I hugged her back. For such a tiny person, she has a lot of strength.

"I wish you would come," I said to her as we ended the hug and she hugged her cousin.

"Please watch her," I whisper to TJ as I gave him a hug.

"I did good last year," he said with a smile.

The plane ride was horribly long, even with taking a nap, well mini naps.

We were lucky enough to have the day off from school on Tuesday because of our limited amount of sleep, which was given to us because of Trudy. When school ended though, I had to go to dance to check out the dance they were working on.

I entered the room, and let's just say I wanted to leave. The costumes reminded me of disco balls with sleeves, it was absolutely horrible. Don't even get me started on the dance itself, I love the song, but the choreography, no, just no. I can tell that the girls, who were the only ones who were going to dance at the competition because the guys refused to dance for some reason and left, had previous experience and they weren't enjoying it.

"Take the costumes off and go back to your regular clothes," I say as I think of a way I can alter the way the costume looks.

"No," Ms. Starr said.

"Trust me," I said facing the teacher who looked at the familiar face that I can't put a name to.

"And why should I?" she questioned.

"I've been competing since I was five and this is one of the worst costumes I've seen," I tell her. "Don't get me started on the choreography."

"I haven't choreographed anything in 5 years, I think I'm doing pretty well," she defended herself as the girls slowly started to leave "And we can't get anything else, we compete on Saturday." Whatever, I thought. As I started using a random piece of cloth I found to put on top of the costumes to see where I change the disco ball outfits to make them less disco-y.

"There we go," I say as I have one of the costumes the way I want it. There's a crop toppish shirt that hangs off the shoulder and matching shorts. The girls would either wear a sports bra under the shirt obviously or if they don't want to, they could wear a black leotard. It doesn't look the best, but it's the best that I could do, and it took only an hour and a half…great, only six more to go.

It was around 5:30 when I fell asleep on the floor with the last one half done. I don't even know what day it is, Wednesday or Thursday, but I know that they need to be done by Friday morning.

"Nina," I woke up to someone shaking me.

"I'm not finished yet," I say as I begin to feel around for the scissors.

"Have you been here all night?" they mysterious voice asked.

"Yep," I asked with a yawn.

"Up you go," the voice, who I figured out was male, said as he picked me up.

"I need to finish," I say as I give a weak attempt to get out of the grip.

"I can't just leave my sister on the floor with probably about an hour and a half of sleep." Brother? I don't have a-Jerome?

"We have school in a half hour!" I say slightly waking up and pushing away from him.

"Relax, I told Trudy that Amber said you aren't feeling well and you're going to stay home."

"Aw, you do have a heart," I say as I get dragged out and into the cold air.

"Ha ha," he said sarcastically as he pushed me forward.

I guess I fell asleep for the whole day because when I woke up the sun was rising, turns out it is now Friday.

I showed up at the dance place around 3:30 to bring back the last costume I finished in my room. "So glad you could join us Nina," the teacher said as I handed one of the dancers, Aimee, her costume.

"Yeah yeah yeah," I mumbled.

"Did you bring back one of your costumes?" she asked me.

"What do you mean?" I replied.

"I told you to bring back anyone of your solo costumes so you can have a dance to perform this week." (I know that she never told her but Ms. Starr thinks she did)

"When did you ever-" I got cut off by Mr. Sweet walking into the room holding a medium size box. "Delivery for Ms. Martin," he said and awkwardly left after he put the box down. I went over to the box and opened it to find my dance shoes that were in Adrianna's room as well as four of my costumes with multiple accessories that go along with them. There was a note included in the box: Thought you would end up needing these sooner or later, so I chose sooner (: Have fun my tapper!

It was written in Adrianna's handwriting, so it obviously came from her. "Never mind," I said while picking the box up.

I walked over to one of the corners of the room and started looking at what she sent over and organized what goes with what. "Another package Nina." Someone said a pushed a bigger box over to me. A note was taped on it which said, in Adrianna's hand writing, Wait until I say so.

Once my four costumes were organized, the teacher came over and looked at each costume and wanted me to show each dance and she'll chose which one I would do. Twelve minutes and four dances later she decided on my tap solo to "Country Girl (Shake It For Me)" by Luke Bryan.

Sunday mornings were usually days when you get to sleep late, have a nice breakfast at lunch time (besides Mara who always wakes up early) and finish last minute homework and projects. But not this morning. I'm pretty sure I suffocated on all the hairspray when I walked into the competition's dressing room at a neighboring school.

I attempted to find a place along with the other dancers with me. Its seven-freaking-thirty in the morning and I'd rather be sleeping, but no, I'm with a million and three other dancers putting in five thousand bottles of hairspray…ok…maybe that was over exaggerated, but I'm tired. I dance at 9:34, the group dance is at 12:15, and awards are at 12:30, it's a long time from now.

We ended up finding a spot in the corner and I set up my things, well, Amber's things because I didn't have any makeup. At 8, the competition started and I finished putting my makeup on and putting my hair in a fishtail braid that I pulled over my left shoulder. I debated about waiting until later to change into my costume and staying in my sweatshirt and the competition's sweatpants, but common sense eventually caught up with me and I got changed into my plaid tie front shirt and dark blue skinny jeans with my black belt. My earrings were put on as well as my cowgirl boot tap shoes. I don't even know where Marie found them, but they are pretty cool. I had to fix my hair from pulling my sweatshirt off and then I walked out of the dressing room with my cowgirl hat.

"Why aren't you wearing your shoes?" someone said behind me.

"Jeez, give a girl a heart attack before she dances why don't you," I say as I push Jerome. "And they are tap shoes," I add as broadway away from him.

"We all just got here and we are attempting to find you," he whispers as the Anubis house residents come up to us. "Found her," he announces.

"I knew you were skinny, but I never knew you had abs," Amber said as she approached. Yeah, years of intensive dance will do that…and with the help of makeup. "Draw on," I say as I wipe my hand through it, "that was stupid."

"You still have it though," she says amazed and I turn to leave to go back to the toxic dressing room to fix what I messed up.

So…it's been forever, I know. Sorry. The rest of the competition will be in the next chapter. I hope this is long enough to almost make up for not updating in over a year. I had the first half typed up for a while and I never knew how to finish it. Leave any ideas you would like to see put into the story :D