Born with A Beat (Les Twins Fanfic)

Pride

Brianna walked into the dance studio extremely drowsy. She had shades on her face to hide the dark circles that she didn't even attempt to cover up with make-up. She walked in through the doors of DR01 of the studio and greeted Aubrey with a dry hello. Aubrey looked at Brianna and smiled slyly.

A: Hm seems like someone didn't catch enough Z's.

B: Yea, I guess.

A: So did you do what I said about looking up those twins?

B: Yea, so. (goes through bag)

A: So. I hope you learned a few things from them because from now till we go to Paris we gonna make you into a hip hop diva! *snap* Now come on.

Brianna stopped rubbing her foot to put her book bag to the side. She got up and walked to Aubrey in the center of the floor, stopping at her left. Aubrey looked at her up and down but stopped abrubtly when she spotted Bri's feet. She noticed they were bare.

A: Uh. What are you doing?

B: What do you mean what im doing, I'm ready to start this thing.

A: Um no. No no no. Hip Hop don't say nothing about bare feet. *sigh* Where are your sneakers girl?

B: I don't own sneakers, I'm always in ballet shoes its all I know.

Aubrey rolled her eyes and ran off to the side briefly, rummaging through her bag. Impatiently waiting Brianna found herself daydreaming about the twins. It was random to her but for some reason she could see them in her head, and clearly hear the music they were dancing to. Aubrey came back to Brianna with sneakers in her hand, catching her smiling to herself.

A: Hey! Bri!

B: OH! What?

A: Here put these on and lets get started.  

For weeks on end it was non-stop practice and back breaking technique. Brianna was getting restless and felt like she wasn't making any progress. She didn't really enjoy it much because all she has done all her life was eat, sleep, and breath ballet. To her there was nothing else but ballet. It was her life, and it killed her to the core to go against her parents and partake in another genre of dance. It almost made her sick, but Aubrey wasn't just her manager she was her friend. If she could believe in her, there's no way she would be steered wrong.

Bri POV

Wow, Paris is beyond my expectations. Everything here is gorgeous! I love the vintage look, ya know maybe I can have my parents buy me an apartment here, I wouldn't have a problem living her permenantly

Lau: Come on Larry we gonna be late hurry up! Mama we gotta go we see you next time oki. *kiss*

MB: Okay my baby, do you want some food to go?

Lau: Ha, no mama we can no take food on the plane. Merci though. I love you.

MB: I love you too.

Laurent left the kitchen and went to the bottom of the steps, passing by family members on the way.

Lau: LARRY I LEAVING YOU!!!

L: I coming just wait!

Larry came rushing down the steps with his bags and things in each hand and bag pack on his back. Laurent unlocked the door and they waved goodbye to their family.

"Okay everyone take your numbers and please make your way inside the auditorium and stay seated until the choreographer is ready for you. Thank you!"