No Man's Land

Shock

A/N: After this chapter you will probably want me dead! 😬😬😬

Even if you do just know I love you guys as friends! ❤️❤️❤️
I will miss you...😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️

Richelle POV - 4am next morning...

I awake with an earthquake of an headache. It is throbbing so bad. I slowly open my eyes. I am in some sort of closet. Clothes are what I see until my eyes set on... Oh no! This can not be happening! I shove on my clothes, grabbing my wallet and phone. I shove on my shoes and run out. I am in the studio! The party mess is cleared so I do the only I can do. I dance. For at least 5 minutes until I decide my last dance was done. This brings so many memories. The whole studio that is.
When I first met Noah...

Flashback-

I have started baby ballet because Mommy said I would be good at it. I walk in with my pointe shoes and other things. I place it in a big cubby but it falls on top of me. I groan in pain. Suddenly it is lifted off of me. I look up and see a boy around my age, maybe a bit older.
"Are you okay?" He asks, his brown doe eyes full of concern. I nod and reply.
"Thank you." He shakes my head in a your welcome motion. "I am Richelle."
He nods and grins. "I'm Noah, I am 4." My eyes light up.
"Me too. Wanna be my friend?" I ask him. He nods and grabs hold of me hand pulling me up.

Flashback end-

After that we have been best friends.
I even remember my first audition, for J- troupe. Noah and I were ecstatic, we have been through everything together. But not this time, no one will be able to help me. It is my turn to help myself. I grab a paper and a pen. I begin writing a short note.

Dear TNS Studios and EVERYONE in it,
I love you guys, you are my family. That is why I am doing this. I will be a burden. No matter how much I want to stay and live my life and grow as a dancer, I can't. I am sorry, especially you, Noah. You are my best friend. We have been through everything together but this time no-one can help... I am currently crying right now but once again I am sorry and I love you, all of you.
Just to be clear I am leaving Toronto all together, by myself. No-one follow me.
From Your loyal B-trouper Richelle.

I leave it taped to Miss Kate's sand walk out A-troupe. I can't do this, I can't leave. Not without doing one thing.
I run back into Studio A. I quickly do a few back handsprings, a flip, a hair flip, a back flip, the splits and 10 pirouettes.

I walk back out grabbing my gym bag and I take one glance at my home, my lip trembling.
"I love you." I whisper quietly before the silent tears stream down my face. I walk out in silence and catch the cab to the pharmacy and then the airport.
Goodbye my everything and hello my new life. I buy a ticket to New York.
I don't have anything but my phone, my normal clothes, my tap shoes, my TNS team jacket, socks, normal shoes and my picture of the TNS family and also one of Noah and I holding hands and grinning.. I look at what I am wearing, my tank top, shorts and ballet pumps, that is... My thoughts get stopped by me bumping into someone. The contents spill out. The person gets up and walks away annoyed. I realise I don't have my photo of No and I. I start to panic until I see a girl walking up to me and handing my photo of Noah and I.
"Is this yours?" She asks. I nod taking it off her and hugging it close to my chest. I hold onto my gym bag as well. The girl is looking at what I am wearing and what I have. I look at the photo.
"Is that your boyfriend?" She asks in confusion.
"My boy-" my words choke in my throat. "I wish, he is my best friend and has been since we were 4." I smile at the memory, tears streaming down my face.
"Oh, I didn't mean to make you cry!" She says in concern. I just wipe my tears and ask her. "Where are you off to, and if you don't mind me asking why?"
"I don't mind, I am off to New York," she says before whispering, "Because I am pregnant." I nod in realisation.
"I guess pregnant teens have a small word. The names Richelle, dancer, pregnant teen. Off to New York as well." I say smiling. She laughs slightly.
"Definitely a small world, I am Ashley, I like to sing."
"I have a feeling we are going to be great friends.