The day started with a twist, as Orla walked along the corridor to Studio A, subdued and upset, even though it wasn't showing.
"Orla! Orla!"
Noah, Gabi, Chad and Camille, all from J-Troupe, were suddenly surrounding her.
"Noah said-"
"Well, actually-"
"You have to convince Miss Kate-"
"We can't do auditions-!"
"Wait, wait, wait, wait," Orla laughed, silencing the four kids around her. "What's going on?"
"We're all going to have to audition for J-Troupe!" Camille said.
"Yeah, it's because my sister Becca wants to dance here," Gabi explained.
"Yeah, and Richelle said that she would talk to Miss Kate and ask if we could be safe, but we haven't heard back from her," Chad shrugged.
"So, I suggested we come to you, and you can convince her," Noah finished, looking up at his sister hopefully.
Orla laughed, thinking how crazy it was that she had been crying for the majority of the past week and now a bunch of J-Troupers were cheering her up."Guys, it's an audition, you can't be 'safe'."
Chad frowned at her. "But Richelle said she would-"
"She'll try, but she won't be able to convince Miss Kate, believe me," Orla smiled. "Now, I've got to go and see what Emily's talking about, she's been texting me to come to Studio A forever. Why don't you guys go and work on your solos, right?"
They all smiled at her and waved goodbye to her as she walked to the studio. She marveled at how mad today already was.
And it hadn't even started.
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"Right, I'm guessing your texts have been something about these J-Troupe auditions I've just been hearing about?" Orla asked as she entered Studio A to see Hunter sprawled out on the floor and Emily, standing up, working out some choreo.
"Orlie! Finally!" Emily smiled. "And yeah, Miss Kate said that you and I are running the auditions because we're co-captains, and Hunter here volunteered to help," she gestured to the boy sitting on the floor with a smile.
"Help?" Orla raised her eyebrows.
"Yeah, that's what I'm doing," Hunter smirked.
Orla rolled her eyes and said. "Okay, what've you got so far, Ems?"
Emily marked out the choreo, Hunter getting up and doing the same.
"See, I have been paying attention," he winked at Orla.
Orla sighed. She wasn't ready to even be teased yet, let alone flirted with.
She still didn't really feel single.
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"Okay, five, six, seven, eight, big jump, do the feet, hit, hit, one and strong," Orla said confidently.
She and Emily were at the front, marking the choreo, with all the J-Troupers behind them, performing it full out. Orla was the one speaking.
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