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‘This is your last chance,’ she said. ‘If you don’t behave I won’t let you try out for
Dance Dance Dance
later. Now set up the chairs, please.’
    Aaron and Zeke set up the chairs again. This time they stayed in the courtyard. Now no one could take the chairs away without them seeing.
    â€˜I think someone wants us to get into trouble,’ said Zeke.
    â€˜But why?’ asked Aaron.
    â€˜Because if we don’t audition, then they will have less competition,’ said Zeke.
    â€˜I think a teacher put them away,’ said Aaron.
    â€˜I think you’re wrong. It’s someone who doesn’t want us to get on TV’ said Zeke. ‘But who?’

Once again the bell rang loudly and it was time to get back to class. The boys had to leave the courtyard. What if the chairs disappeared again? This time they were in luck. They met Miss Walker in the hall and told her the chairs were done. All she said was, ‘Hurry up now, or you’ll be late for class.’
    During their lunch break Aaron and Zeke practised their dancing in the school car park.
    â€˜No one will see us here,’ said Zeke.
    He was wrong. Miss Walker saw them.
    â€˜Boys,’ she said, ‘you look scruffy. It just won’t do if you want to look good on camera at the audition. I’ll make an appointment for you after school at the hair and make-up class. They need students to practise on, and you two need tidying up.’
    Zeke was not happy. ‘No-one is touching my hair,’ he said. ‘It’s taken me years to get it like this.’
    Aaron wasn’t happy either. ‘Makeup!’ he said. ‘No way. What if our mates see us?’
    â€˜Everyone on TV has to wear make-up because of the bright lights,’ said Miss Walker. ‘You’ll have to get used to that if you are going to be famous TV stars.’
    â€˜We might have to get used to it, but we’re not going to like it!’ said Zeke.
    After classes had ended Aaron and Zeke met up at the bike shed. All Star
    High had bikes and cycle helmets that teachers and students could borrow to get to classrooms that were on the other side of town, like the make-up class.
    â€˜This is a waste of time,’ said Aaron. ‘We should be practising our moves, not getting our hair done!’
    â€˜But maybe if we look good and dance well too, we’ll get chosen to be on TV,’ said Zeke.
    Aaron took a while to answer. ‘We need to dance together then,’ he said. ‘It would look better if we start and finish with the same steps but the middle bit will be different.’
    â€˜Yeah, that makes sense,’ said Zeke. ‘That’s when I’ll do my hip hop techno street dance.’
    â€˜And when I’ll do my martial arts modern dance,’ said Aaron.
    â€˜Great,’ said Zeke. ‘No other dancers can do what we can do. We’re going to rock!’
    The boys put on their cycle helmets and got on the bikes. They rode out of the front gate at All Star High and started their wobbly ride across town. But they didn’t see something strange. A van was following them …

The hair and make-up classroom was easy to find. The boys parked their bikes and went inside.
    â€˜Hello, boys,’ said Kate, the student hairdresser. ‘Miss Walker has told me you need make-up and hair for a TV audition. Come and sit by the basins. Meg and I will wash and shampoo your hair.’
    Zeke relaxed a bit. His hair would just be clean and neat for the audition. In a few days he would be back to looking as he always did. Or so he thought.
    Zeke and Aaron took off the cycle helmets and sat down. They tipped their heads back into the basins and started to relax. The water was warm and the girls were quick at putting on the shampoo and rinsing it off again. Soon they were sitting up with their hair wrapped up in towels. Meg led them over to some seats in front of mirrors.
    â€˜Now