Last Dance: The Next Step

xxviii. genesis

And so, nothing had been spoken for the final few hours before the competition began. Finn was standing in the wings feeling very nervous for the upcoming performance. Could he outperform Noah? Would there even be an option of such an accomplishment? He was scared. Noah was the best dancer and first pick for the male solo, he had some pretty big shoes to fill, and he was not enjoying the nerves that came along with attempting to fill the shoes.

Luckily, they were up against Broadway Dance Express. Their male soloist was not the best, he was lacking technique and failing in all aspects. At least they had a chance? That was a good thing, however he was still scared. He might be just as bad. At least he had a chance of playing by his strengths, he was a great hip-hop dancer, and so hopefully the music Noah had chosen for his solo would be the same. Regardless, he had not prepared enough for the solo that he was given two weeks prior. He should have, he knew that he should have, but he was busy with his own drama. One would think that he used the three days he spent to avoid Josh doing his solo, but they were completely blinded by the fact that he had to avoid Josh, not centre himself in one area.

    When Broadway Dance Express came off the stage, and The Next Step was called up, they flashed a fake smile as they walked over to the stage. He went into the middle and Slow Motion began to play. He used it to his advantaged and began to dance a hip-hop/contemporary combo. It was a fun dance, that he hoped everyone could feel something to. By the time he walked off, he knew that he had the win in the bag and felt surpassingly confident in his dancing.

    In the male round, Dimensions Of Dance ended up loosing to Dance Inc. Confidance had ironically been beaten out of the first round, against the touring company. Ironic, because their name was about confidence while dancing, and yet they should not have that much confidence if their team truly did suck as bad at they did when competing in the first round of Nationals this year, it was horrendous!

For the second round, it was the trio. Or well, now quartet. Jacquie, Zara, Piper and Amy were rehearsing together in the dressing room to Kamikaze, as they had to somehow fit Zara in. Luckily, she functioned just like the rest of them so she fitted in perfectly, and all it was, was the spacing that needed to be changed. It was such a fun thing to do and dance to. Thy was enjoying their time rehearsing, as they were to go up against Rhythm Plus. Luckily, like the last team they versed, they had a reputation for never really winning competitions, and so they were still all feeling confident in themselves.

They went to the wings and watched their competitors dancing to Shampain, wow. Their competitors were not even good. They could spot so many errors and Richelle walked over with them and took one look and thought with ease that they may as well just take the Nationals trophy this year now. It was a no-brainer. "We may as well just go home now because for some reason all these teams suck. Did they even try?" Richelle asked.

"I don't know, but no matter what we need to be on the edge, we must do the best performance of our lives, doing horrible just because we think we're better is not enough. We need to be better then them on every level." Piper instructed.

"No one was talking to you." Richelle sassed.

"May The Next Step come to the stage with their trio?" The announcer asked and meanwhile, the crowd cheered for them, happy to finally see them back on the stage.

Piper looked over, "Actually, the stage is calling my name." Piper retorted and then walked onto the stage, their feelings were rushed as the music began and they began to dance. Using every little bit of energy of which they had obtained to raise the roof and make everything one hundred times better. There was no competition, The Next Step had crushed Rhythm Plus.

They posed and the crowd roared of happiness. Noticing that it took them a long time to dance. They needed to win and everything that had done was to be there. Things needed to change, and they needed to win. They were finally feeling confient enough in themselves for the big amount of assertion. Everyone on their team was confident now.