Chapter 15 Elijah

FIFTEEN

ELIJAH

“Oh my goodness, I’m going to lose my mind!” Amelia has the biggest smile on her face as she squeals, running over to where I stand in the dance studio with a mic in my hand. “Have you heard the news?”

“No. Why don’t you tell me?” I laugh, watching her jump up and down in happiness.

“ ‘Four Stages’ is number one in North America and Europe!”

Fist-bumping the air, my sister jumps into my arms, and we spin like two little kids.

We just released our new single last night, “Four Stages.” This track is definitely one of the rawest on the record. We titled it the same as our album because it reflects it all as a whole.

“Fuck yes.”

“How much money do you think I could make if I sold this video of them spinning to the tabloids?”

That stops us both in our tracks. Caught red-handed, Trinity sits cross-legged against the wall of mirrors. Lowering her phone, she peeks a glance at Leonidas as he hovers beside her.

My brother winces. “Ten dollars at most,” he whispers like we can’t hear him.

Our choreographer, Jack, winks at us. “You mean, ten million.”

“Leave it to Jack to always pick sides.” Trinity sighs.

Leonidas teases, “Come to the better side … the darker side.”

“I’m gonna stay right here, but you’ve gotta get your butt here and start from the top. I don’t want to get fired, and you need to learn the choreo for the show.” Sassily placing a hand on his popped hip, he snaps with his other.

A miracle happens; Leonidas listens.

“I fucking hate this,” he murmurs under his breath.

Jack claps, attempting to bring the energy up in the room. “Let’s start from the opening song.”

Five hours later, every bone in my body is aching, but we’re finally done with rehearsal.

We’ve got all the choreography nailed to a T. When we leave for the tour, I’m going to miss watching Leonidas trip over his feet and Jack screaming at him to focus.

“Tomorrow is our last dress rehearsal. All the finishing touches need to be finalized.” Fay flips through papers, looking extremely stressed. “Have you guys packed?”

Three people out of four nod. I’m the odd one out.

“Eli!” Amelia whines. “I’ll come over tonight and help you.”

Fay doesn’t let me respond as she continues her rant. “Where do we stand with the teacher? Is she prepared?”

The last time I saw Lily was when Levi hired her. We’ve been texting back and forth about all the details she needs to know about the job. Yet I didn’t think to ask if she had everything she needed.

“Don’t worry about Lily. I’ve got her covered.” I try to sound confident.

“Yeah, sure …” Fay trails off before noting, “Someone please check on the teacher.”

Amelia raises a thumb with a shy smile. Sorry, she mouths.

“We only have five days until we leave. The most important task I’m going to give you all is, get some rest.” Fay shoots us all a motherly look.

“Tour is all about having fun and getting to experience music with your fans. If there isn’t any love, there is no passion.

” Walking to the door, she turns. “After the last dress rehearsal tomorrow morning, decompress; your mind should be a clean slate. If you need any help packing, let someone from our team know.”

“That’s not something we are used to hearing,” Amelia points out softly when the door shuts behind our manager.

My brother muses, “I could get used to this.”

“Me too.”

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