PS: I Love You | 001 | Adam Sevani Love Story

"Damn, damn, damn!" I shriek heading for Belle, my manager. "What's wrong now?" She groans, fanning herself with a 17 mag.

"Ryan dropped out-- some stupid thing like a broken leg. Aaaand? I broke my wrist and I could still dance fine! Doesn't he realise how IMPORTANT this tour is for me and for him?! This starts his career and he just throws it away like that! With a broken leg!" I cry, walking aroundBelle in circles and randomly hitting my head with my hand.

"Ow" I say, rubbing my head. "Darcy, kiddo-- calm down" She laughs, sitting on the nearest poff and stretching her tanned legs out. I look at her incredulouly. "How can you be so calm?! The tour starts in 3 weeks! Darcy Cole's FIRST HEADLINING TOUR! My first headlining tour! It hasnt even started and ive already lost a dancer to 'injury'" I groan, emphasizing on the 'injury'. "Its ridiculous-- he was lead male too!"I comment.

"It starts in 3 weeks?" She asks dumb-founded. "No shit Sherlock!" I say, gaping at her idioticaly. "YOU are my manager; YOU are supposed to know this; YOU should be running around making sure everything is going fine and that back-up dancers arent going around breaking their legs! YOU YOU YOU!" I shriek again, pointing at her accusingly.

"Honey-- I cant stop them from hurting themselves. Now stop stressing and listen" Belle says, passing me a Dr. Pepper from the little fridge. "Belle you know I hate those things! They taste like cough medicine! Youve been my manager for like 3 years and you cant even remember that I hate them? What kind of manager are you!?" I cry, knocking the can out of her hands so that it rolls on the floor.

She rolls her eyes and picks it up. "Im sorry Darcy" She says absently. "You shoul..."I comment, just as a splash of redish liquid covers me. "What the hell did you do that for!?" I scream, desperately trying to dry my white D&G tank top or at least get the red from staining. Too late.

"Stop acting like a frigid little drama queen and listen to me" She says, handing me a towel. I snatch from her hand and give her a dirty look, but listen. "Now relax-- Ive already got a new dancer who is going to replace him and trust me, he is way better" She says. "And you didn't even consult me?"I shriek but she cuts me off.

"Hes coming in a bit-- Ive seen his dancing vids and he is awesome. Trust me, you have competition, since you are both amazing dancers. Hes new lead guy so you gonna be getting down and dirrtay with him" She says, pronouncing dirty 'sexily'. Or most likely enjoying making a complete fool of herself.

I give her the stink eye and she just ruffles my hair like a baby and laughs. "Plus he is gorgeous" She says. "But try and let the others meet him before you steal him for yours and seduce him" She adds, winking at me.

"Oh that wont happen-- Im not you" I say, folding my arms and grabbing a soda from the fridge. She makes a "Ah!" noise but then turns to me. "I taught you well" She says. "But seriously-- go change your top, you want to make a good impression. He is going to be staying with you for the next few months-- 54 sold out all-American concerts to be precise" With that she skips out the door.

I roll my eyes and run up to my room, waving at a few backup dancers in the meantime who are practising the hardcore rituals. My tour is hardcore anyway, everyone knows that. So you have to be ready for hardcore when you meet DarcyCole aka the super cool, amazing singer and dancer and outstandingly gorgeous me! Sure im conceited, but when your a world-known 16 year old popstar like me your alowwed too.Well just turned 16 anyway... Gosh!

I quickly change into flouro green fat/sweatpants and a random grey tank top. I put on a pair of green chucks and tie my golden blonde hairinto a ponytail. Also adding some mascara to my eyes, making sure the lettuce green colour is brighter than ever. A girl is never complete without some mascara-- plus, its a proven fact guys always look at a girls eyes first, and I am lucky to have AMAZING ones. No joke.

I run back downstairs and check on the dancers, who are a very select group of 5 who have been chosen from the whole of the auditioning America. 3 girls and 2 guys, since that free-loader of a Ryan "broke" his leg. BUt the new dude was coming today and Belle was right, I did want to make a good impression. Her and I dont agree on much, but on guys we do.

I look around for Belle for a bit but when I cant find her I give up and go into a reherssing studio which is empty apart from a huge stereo in the back and a few mirrors to help you when you dance. I slowly walk over to the stereo and click the on button, making a quick dart for the mirrors.

“Feedback” by Janet Jackson starts, one of my fave freestyling songs and extremely catchy and effective lyrics. I count down the drum beats until Janets voice starts.

Light skin, dark skin, my asian persuasion
I Got them all that's why these girls out here hatin
Cause I'm sexy

I move my hips and start doing a quick move step, spotting cautiously and moving my shoulders to the beat.

Do you like my style
Yeah that sexy, sexy, sexy
Like I rock it down
Yeah that sexy, sexy, sexy
You can work me out
Yeah that sexy, sexy, sexy
Let me show you how
Yeah that sexy, sexy, sexy

Getting more into it my freestyle becomes more complicated and complex—making it harder to dance as only one person. A freestyleisgood when theresat least 2 people—cuz otherwise theres no one to dance to.

So here's my demonstration, a peep show
Tonight my body's and exhibition baby
Though it's on display don't be scared to
Touch It It said so, so come and get it babe

Just when im about to stop because my dance is going no where, some hands land on my hips and a body start moving with me.

Strum me like a guitar blow out my amplifier
When you hear some feedback keep going take it higher
Crank it up give it to me come on
Crank it up give it to me come on
I'm gonna feedback, feedback, oh
Feedback, feedback, oh
Crank it up give it to me come on
Crank it up give it to me come on
I'm gonna feedback, feedback, oh
Feedback, feedback, oh

The dance gets more hardcore and even though I have no idea who im dancing with since I havent actually seen there face, it sorta feels nice-- plus they have amazing moves.

Light skin, dark skin, my asian, persuasion
I Got them all that's why these girls out here hatin'
Cause I'm sexy

Strum me like a guitar blow out my amplifier
When you hear some feedback keep going take it higher
Crank it up give it to me come on
Crank it up give it to me come on
I'm gonna feedback, feedback, oh
Feedback, feedback, oh
Crank it up give it to me come on
Crank it up give it to me come on
I'm gonna feedback, feedback, oh
Feedback, feedback, oh

You like it how I work my spine
Got you feeling all hypnotized (hypnotized)
I gotta body like a CL5
Make a **** wanna test drive but I'm so on fire
Flyer than a pelican find another
Chick better than I don't see her
Cause my swag is serious
I'm heavy like a first day period

Strum me like a guitar blow out my amplifier
When you hear some feedback keep going take it higher
Crank it up give it to me come on
Crank it up give it to me come on
I'm gonna feedback, feedback, oh
Feedback, feedback, oh

Strum me like a guitar blow out my amplifier
When you hear some feedback keep going take it higher
Crank it up give it to me come on
Crank it up give it to me come on
I'm gonna feedback, feedback, oh
Feedback, feedback, oh
Crank it up give it to me come on
Crank it up give it to me come on
I'm gonna feedback, feedback, oh
Feedback, feedback, oh

After some grinding (haha) and very passionate dance moves the music fades into the background and the only sound left is very deep breathing, both of us still catching up with our bodies.

"So its true-- you really dont have a stunt double who does your moves" The voice says, sounding pretty familiar. Shocked, I gap to myself. "And you are...?" I say slightly bemused, turning to face the person.

Theres no point. As soon as I see his face I recognise it instantly and end up finishing the sentence myself. "...Adam Sevani" I say, crestfallen. "Is that how you greet your saviour?" He says, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow.

"Excuse me? Saviour?" I question, folding my arms too and leaning against the cold mirror, which couldnt feel better against my burning skin.

"Im your new dancer-- basically your saviour. Without me your lost" He says smugly, yawning a bit and obviously dodging the 'back-up' bit. "You realise I could find a new back up dancer for my tour in no time?" I tell him, doing my best 'I dont care' face.

"None as good asme though-- dont deny it" He says, obviously enjoying this conversation. "Says who?" I ask him. "Me, the ACDC crew, Step Up 2 fans and... oh yeah, your manager" He says, grinning and stepping closer to me. I can just imagine someone saying "BURN!" right now but Iclear it from my mind.

"Whatever. Your a last resort" I say carelessly, even though im pissed off I coudnt come up with a better comeback and I knew he would realise. Im used to winning, not slowly dying in front of the winner."Oh isnt that a great comeback? Really shoots me down" He says sarcastically. Damn it.

"Pfft" I say, not daring to look in his direction since my cheeks are burning. Very unusual. Belles right though, he is gorgeous. With that dark floppy curly hair, the melted chocolate eyes and plus hes an amazing dancer. I do have competition.

"Aw dont take it personal Darcy-- no one likes a sore loser" Then he ruffles my hair and jogs out the studio door. I stand there with my mouth wide open, shocked at what just happned.

Excuseme? Who the hell does he think he is?! Just because hes extreemely adorable and can dance and has amazingly yummy eyes it doesnt mean he can just go around thinking hes the boss. Im DARCY COLE for friggen sake!!!

Since I have nothing better to do with myself and know better than to go talk to someone because il probably blowoff at them or spill out that I have a crush on my enemy I run up to my room and plug my iPhone into the speakers.

I open up my black Apple laptop and see that Selena Gomez is online. Even though shes for Disney and im for MTV we are still great friends and I love speaking to her.

DARCYtheDIVA: Sel help moi! i h8 adam sevani!
SelzAWitch!: hi 2 u 2. nd da prob iz?
DARCYtheDIVA: i luv him 2
SelzAWitch!: nice goin cupid.