When new girl Michelle joins A-troupe, everything changes. What'll happen now that Emily's throne is up for grabs? With love comes scandal, sex and secrecy, and with these dancers, there's always a price to pay.
The Next Step TV show reimagined as...
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Walking into Elite, I peak my head through the black curtain separating the dancers from the back entrance. I scan my eyes around the room, and I spot Michelle being looked over by all the dancers, they're scowling at her like she's just set off a bomb in the middle of the studio.
It's about time Michelle got some backlash for her actions, her irritatingly perfect way of somehow getting everything to fall into place for her is about to come to and end- and it couldn't have come sooner.
Finally, the perky little bimbo will get the reckoning she deserves.
I see the man that I assume to be studio head pointing his finger wildly at Michelle, and it's clear from his body language that he's furious.
I take my phone out of the pocket of my denim jacket and snap a quick shot of Michelle, if this photo happens to end up in Kate's office, there would be know way of tracing the blame back to me, so why shouldn't I have a little fun messing around with Michelle.
I can't help but smile at the little incident that she's gotten herself into, I mean, it wouldn't really be anyone's fault if miss Kate found out about Michelle's decision to switch teams, and how could I know that she didn't want to switch teams to one with better choreography.
I turn around and head straight out of the studio, not wanting to stay any longer- if I do, I'll get caught, but I'm not going to let myself get caught up in all of that shit, because I know how to manipulate situations in my favour- a skill Michelle is clearly lacking in.
Running out of the studio, I rush to find the rest of the team. "She got caught, we've gotta go before they find out we we're here too!" I tell them frantically, rushing my words to match the panicked expression that I've plastered on my face.
Emily's eyes widen as she realises that her plan has failed. James shakes his head and rubs his hands over his face.
"I told you I should've gone in there instead of Michelle," he snaps at Emily angrily, his fingers pinching between his nose to show his exasperation at the situation.
Emily scoffs and arches her eyebrows at James to show her frustration with him.
"You're joking, right? You really think I would've just let you go in there and get your five minutes of pleasure hooking up with some random dance captain," her snide tone spits at James.
He just looks directly at Emily and laughs. "Actually if I was going to do that, it would be much more than five minutes of pleasure," he quips, snarking back.
I roll my eyes at James' pathetic comments and wave my hands at the team to regain their attention.
"Hello? Guys if we don't leave now we're gonna get caught, don't ask questions I'll explain everything in the car just get in and let's go!" I urge them, my ass I'm getting caught for Michelle's stupid mistake.
