Ivory's POV:
The judges told us that the final round was going to be dancing, we were all surprised.
"They have never done this for the time I've been in this." Gabriel tells me.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"Well, they are making this show only three rounds, it is supposed to be six. I guess they wanted to get the finalist in fast." He says.
"Or nobody is good enough to be near us, so they are having the best, finish it off." I say and we smile at each other.
"Told you we would win." I say and punch Gabriel lightly in the arm. When we left the auditorium we were tired. Actually they were, I wasn't tired at all, even after all of the dancing and singing that night. We got another ticket, this time it was gold. Nobody even compared to us that night.
The judges ruled out almost everyon
