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 RILEY STAND IN THE wings of the Nationals stage, watching as Emily stands on the stage by herself. I wince as I watch her try to put pressure on her foot before wincing out in pain.
Riley shakes her head before running onto the stage towards her sister. I follow behind her slowly.
"Em, don't do that." Riley scolds her, giving her a helping hand. "You can't put pressure on your knee right now. You need to rest."
"She's right," I tell her, crossing my arms. "We can't risk a greater injury." I explain.
"I just can't believe this is happening right now," Emily croaks. "This is everything we ever worked for, Riley, Noelle, this is Nationals." She beams, looking around.
"We were told that maybe Emily can be clear to dance, but if she doesn't rest, she's going to risk it even further."
"You need to focus on yourself right now," Riley concludes as Emily sighs out, running her hands over her face. "Come on, let's go."
Riley and I go on either side as we help Emily off the stage. I look back at the auditorium solemnly. Emily deserves to dance with us.
We brought Emily back to our dressing room, letting her sit on a chair as Phoebe takes her leg using some power of meditation to help her.
I left them in the room before going to the rest of the team, who were pacing around. "I wish there was like something we could do." Eldon says as I shake my head.
Kate and Riley come out from the room, stopping all of our chatter. "How's her knee?" Chloe asks, anxiously.
"Not good at all." Kate declares, putting her hands on her hips. "Where on earth is this physiotherapist?" Kate asks, frustrated.
"Yo, Hunter, let's go find him." Eldon says to the boy beside him.
Eldon and Hunter bid us goodbye, rushing out of the room the find the physiotherapist. Unfortunately, I think they're the last two people to even know what a physiotherapist looks like.
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James and I depart from the group to watch the award ceremony for all dancers. It's a nice gesture and a way for dancers to be acknowledged for their skills.
"They award the top three dances of each category and from us, Michelle is being rewarded."
We stand at the back of the auditorium as they announce Ms. National Soloist with a dancer from our troupe, L.O. D, and Elite, all walking on stage.
"And in third place is Amanda from Elite Dance academy." They announce, handing Amanda her plaque. I roll my eyes, giving a single clap.
"And in second place, Miss National Soloist goes to Lexi from Life of Dance." Shawn Desman says as a squeal leaves my mouth.
