Noelle is the older sister of Richelle and has been dancing with The Next Step since she was three. They always say don't mix relationships with business, in this case with dance. It seems like Noelle found herself mixing both dance and relationship...
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I'M WITH JAMES, TIFFANY, WEST, and Eldon at the park, and I'm just watching them create a routine, more specifically a hip-hop routine. I chose to sit out because hip-hop is not my style, even if I can do flips.
"Yo West, show us some flips." Eldon utters, and as if West sees Eldon's words as a dare, he does it, but to add some spice, he flips off a tree.
As we're all hyping West up for his flip, shock consumes his face, and West makes a run for the hills. Like he literally ran away in fear.
"What just happened?" James asks, but before anyone can answer, these groups of people circle us. It's almost as if they're scoping us out.
"Those are some punky moves." Tall boy says this guy has no idea what he's talking about when he says "punky." May I remind you that we're the ones who dance at a studio. Studio.
"What does "punky" even mean?" James asks.
"Dry. Like if you were a cup of water, you'd be empty." Tall boy says, I think we know what "dry" means.
"I'm sorry, who are you?" I ask in a judgmental way. It's not my fault I come off rude; I'm an Adams; it's in my blood.
"Seeds, shortcake. Seeds." Did the tall boy just call me "Shortcake?" I don't even care about his street name. "Shortcake," how about I just throw hands?
While the others are making fun of the group name, I'm still trying to wrap my head around the nickname Tall Boy gave me. I have a boyfriend, you know.
My thoughts are cut off when I see a member of Seeds start dancing. It was cool, but clearly, instead of walking away from the situation, James, Eldon, and Tiffany fed into it.
"Okay, Okay, enough jokes. Let's have a battle." Tall boy says, I really want to put seeds in their place. Especially after Tall Boys comment.
"Okay, you're on." I declare, slightly smirking.
"Great, see you then, shortcake." I shudder at the Tall boy's words. Throwing my ballet shoes Seems like a bad idea. No, not right now.
"We will." Tiffany says behind my shoulder. Tall boy looks me up and down before walking away. I swear I'll hit him with my ballet shoes.
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Back at studio A, we're all discussing what happened at the park. I'm still not over the nickname.
"So we were at the park today; guess who comes out from the bushes?" Tiffany starts off, earning courses of "who?"
"Seeds, these Seeds. They were saying that our moves weren't good, saying how they were better than us. So we were like, what? Let's battle then, and then we'll see who is the better." Tiffany explains, exaggerating the story.
