𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑯𝑨𝑻𝑺 ♥︎ 𝑶𝒓𝒍𝒂 𝑻𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒐𝒓 (The Next Step)

𝑺𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺 𝑶𝑵𝑬 ♥︎ 27

Orla was just sitting, her back against the wall, on her phone in Studio B, her small suitcase beside her and her bag on the other side. She was very early at the studio.

She sighed as a notification popped up on her phone, from James<3, asking when they were supposed to be there for. Orla rolled her eyes as everyone started to arrive.

"Heyyyyy!" Stephanie and Tiffany said as they walked in. "Why are you here so early?" Tiffany asked.

"Oh, my mum dropped Noah and I off, like, twenty minutes early this morning," Orla shrugged. "Noah seemed to be in a hurry, though, so I'm not sure what's going on."

Anyway, soon everyone was in the studio, except James, of course.

"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in!" Eldon shouted, when he finally made an appearance.

"Look who decided to show up!" West joined in.

The girls all started to laugh.

"The energy in the room as we get ready to leave is palpable," Emily smiled.

"I am super nervous, but also so excited," Orla said.

"I really think we could do it this year," Giselle shrugged. "Go to Regionals, and... win."

"How long is the bus ride?" Eldon asked.

"Four hours," Kate, who had just walked in, answered.

"Okay, cause I'm not using that bathroom!" Eldon laughed.

"Diva!" Tiffany and Orla yelled at him, smiles on their faces.

"Miss Kate?" Everyone turned to see Gabi, a girl from J-Troupe, who Orla knew danced with Noah.

"Yeah?" Kate smiled.

"We're ready for you in Studio A," Gabi smiled.

"Well now I half know why Noah wanted dropped off early..." Orla murmured.

"Okay, perfect," Kate answered Gabi, who ran out the room, before turning to A-Troupe. "We have a surprise for your guys in Studio A."

"A surprise?" West asked.

"Yeah, follow me, come on," Kate smiled.

"I don't really know what the surprise could be, I mean, we haven't seen our costumes yet, but... could be anything," Emily smiled.

"Well, I'm excited to see it," Orla smiled.

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The first thing Orla registered as she walked into Studio A was Daniel, a crutch in each armpit, his leg in a brace.

"I'm so glad you're here!" She smiled, rushing to hug the boy.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down, Orla," Daniel laughed.

"I hope we can win without you," Orla gave him a pained smile.

"You know, he should've been coming with us and he should've won with us," she bit her lip. "And I'm sad he can't."

Then, as everyone else hugged Daniel, Orla noticed J-Troupe, behind him. Noah at a microphone with an electric guitar in his hands. Gabi, Camille and another boy with hand instruments beside them. Another girl at a keyboard, and a boy called Chad on drums.