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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ME AND JAMES WERE AT REHEARSAL. Conveniently, the only time we see each other and every time we dance, there's no chemistry. What do all dances need? Chemistry.
"Can you hold my hands." I demand as we struggle like most of the time. James' hold on my hand is so weak, I just fall. "Oh, sorry." He says not even caring, I've never wanted so cry so bad.
I huff and walk past him as we try to do the lift, and it's not even working. We're literally embarrassing ourselves in front of Talia and Gisele. "Yo, you have to trust me. I've lifted you before; I can do that lift." He argues with me.
"Trust you?" I ask, watching as he clenches his jaw. "That's not easy anymore." I say it under my breath.
"James wants me to trust him after everything he's done to me. It's just not gonna happen."
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Our arguing went on for days, with both of us arguing over who's right and who's wrong. "It's the wrong foot," I tell him. "No, it's not." He responds. "Yes, it is." I shot back. "It's the right foot that goes in front," I tell him.
"He tells me that I'm the one who's wrong when I'm the one who choreographed it."
"My left foot is the foot that's supposed to go in front." He argues. "No, it's not; it's the right foot. The right foot is the correct foot." I can't believe I'm arguing about foot placement.
"Hey guys, I don't mean to interrupt you, but I need some rehearsal time." Eldon says, dropping his dance bag. I clap my hands together. "You know what? Go for it. We're done." I say, walking past Eldon.
"What? No. You're just gonna leave rehearsal like that?" James asks. I turn around to face him "exactly." I say this before walking out of the studio.
"I just don't want to fight with James anymore, and I know no matter what we do, we're always going to be fighting, so I just leave."
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Kate called me and James back to the studio because she wanted to see our duet. As we're performing, it's going the same as it normally does.
"I am very worried that Kate wants to see the duet; it's not ready, and I know she's gonna say something about it, but how do I tell her that every time I look at his face, I see him and Beth?"
"Okay, stop!" Kate calls when James drops me to the floor. "That's enough; Giselle and Talia are going to challenge you for the duet." My heart sinks. "What? They should've competed for that when they had the chance." James says, angrily.
"Nationals is right around the corner, and you guys are far from ready. The challenge will happen this afternoon." Kate explains. I furrow my brows. "How did Giselle and Talia put a duet together so fast? This was planned, wasn't it?" I ask, upset.
"I have to do what's best for the team. If this is what it comes down to, so be it." Kate says. "If you guys want to keep your duet, I need you to prove it."
It didn't take long for us to watch Giselle and Talia's duet, but I can't bother watching because I'm arguing with James. "There's a lot going on with Eldon and everything." James says. "Eldon. You're more worried about him." I scoff.
"It doesn't always have to be about us, Noelle." "It never is, James! We don't talk!" I say it harshly. "Okay, you made your point; thank you." And for a moment, his hard exterior breaks.
"So that's it? I stop trying?" I ask, feeling tears brink my eyes. "No, I want you to stop talking about this." He says turning his head away from me.
"I thought you wanted to fight for us; fight for me." When James doesn't answer, I know it's not worth it anymore. "All right, you guys are up." Kate says. We both walk to the centre before facing each other.
"Is it worth it?" I ask him. "Is this worth fighting for?" I feel the tears silently fall. "No." He responded. I nodded my head at him, never making eye contact.
"I just kind of finalized how he felt this whole time. There was no fight."
"The duet's yours. We don't want it." I said, walking out, hearing Giselle call for me. I hope Giselle and Talia can do better than me and James.
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A/N: tis' the season. It's officially December and I'm back. Kinda been having writers back but hopefully I can get back to this story. Also don't forget to vote and comment any ideas cause it's always appreciated. Xoxo, balletblue
