Chapter Fifteen:

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Sorry for taking so long to update, the keyboard on my laptop hasn't been working so I'm having to update on my phone. So bare with me😘

P.S I've skipped a month forward in time
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Cheryl's POV

"I'm so proud of you babe! You're so amazing"

I'd just come off stage aftmy final dance competition of the month that Miss James had set up for me to go to. It had meant travelling around quite a bit but I didn't mind and my mam was happy for me to go too. Kimberley had been amazing coming to every single competition to support me and Sarah had come too. Nadine and Nicola had also come to a couple of the closer ones to support me too which also meant a great deal. I had done quite well in the competitions, much better than I thought I would do. Securing three 1st place, two 2nd places and a 3rd and 4th place. I'm awaiting the results of this eighth and final competition.

"Thank you babe, I'm knackered"

"You look it, sweaty Betty"

"Oi cheeky bugger, it's hard work you know" I laughed.

"I know babe, do you wanna go grab a drink while we wait for the comp to end?"

"Yeah okay, Shall we go find Sarah first?"

"Good idea"

We walked off to look for Sarah, to find her chatting up a dancer that was in the competition.

"Are you chatting up the competition?" I winked

"Maybe" Sarah laughed, winking at the boy.

"Well me and Kim are going to get a drink, you coming?"

"I'll catch you up"

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"and the winner is....Cheryl Tweedy!"

I threw my head up from looking at the ground waiting for the announcement with a beaming smile on my face, I was handed a trophy, medal and an envelope with prize money inside.

"Thank you!" I smiled before walking off stage and jumping them jumping into Kimba's arms, she picked me up and spun me round before planting a big kiss on my lips.

"I'm so proud of you!"

"Thank you baby"

"Gwarn Chezza!" Sarah shouted, pulling me into a tight hug.

"Excuse me? You're Cheryl Tweedy right?"

I pulled out of my embrace with Sarah to turn to face to unfamiliar voice coming from behind me.

"Yes, I am"

He moved his hand towards me initiating for me to shake it, I took his hand and shook it, smiling.

"I'm Danny Roberts. I've seen you dance on several occasions, you're brilliant. You have pure, raw talent. I've heard nothing but great comments from all the judges at various competitions. I'm from a dance school I'm London, a talent scout and a dancer myself. I wanted to know if you're interested in a scholarship at our school?"

"Wow..I don't know what to say!"

"This is an amazing opportunity. It gives great career opportunities and offers things you can't experience any where else. We offer all types of dance and you can participate in dances of your choice."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes, very. Are you interested?"

"Erm..umm..yeah sure. I'd have to think about it though..this is a big thing"

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