Novel & Cerita Dance Academy Christian Reed

I folded my hands together and stared at her, waiting for what she had to say. "Welcome to the 30th gala of Max School of Dance. I'm Caroline Maximus, the head of the school, and I'm happy that you're all here tonight," she said, and everyone clapped. "Before we start tonight, may I present to you the star of the show and the best ballet dancer in Mecianda. Alexa Brown!" She announced it and walked off the stage.

"Oh goddamn." "Rightttt..." Cassidy giggled and told her to test the heels to see if it's comfortable to dance with. "Do you know what song are you going to go with?" "I don't know, I haven't thought it through. This is all kinda last-minute decision, maybe something by Kanye or Drake, um... Rihanna is always one of my favorites." Bree shrugged thinking she'd do a better dance with a beat rather than a slow seducing kind of song. Bree also thought she might even be tempted in using the pole, she was one of the best dancers in her mom's class.

One of the girls said. “Senior Chloe! Do you have any plans for auditioning? You are the best female dancer in your group.” A girl suddenly asked. “Auditioning? She’s so good! She probably doesn’t have to audition before getting accepted. Didn’t you hear? She was placed in the center stage with Josh Reigns for Dream High’s dance. Even King Entertainment recognizes her potential!.” Another girl retorted.

With that, he turned and left, not without pausing in the entrance to look once more at Emma, and then he was gone. Emma’s hands trembled while she was bringing all her stuff together, with various gazes on her. Rebecca was bragging about how she was signed to SoundWave as a dancer. Although she really wanted to sing though she does not know how to sing, she loves singing, but she can’t sing hence she embraced dancing more. After saying that, she walked up to Emma’s seat, She stepped closer to Emma and Well “Sometimes I don’t like what God does. He gave me the body, the money, and everything, the looks. Meanwhile, He was so… so.. on some people. I didn’t mention names.”

“Yeah? Guess that counters the bad mood you’re in.” “No need to bicker.” Edgard set down his bottle. “Come on, I’ll dance with you until your feet blister and the cows come home.” The bass line started for Jason Aldean’s “Hicktown” and Edgard swung her into position. Oh he was smooth. He glided them from one edge of the dance floor to the other, never missing a beat, never stepping on her toes, never once checking out any of the other female dancers. His focus was solely on her.

"They say she’s a classmate of Crusher’s younger brother." "Art!" Of course. That was it. Leonard Reed moved within that world. His Performing Arts Foundation was well known, launching many talents through its scholarships and sponsorships. Hundreds of university students from related fields applied every year, but only five were lucky enough to be selected. It was very likely that this young woman had applied for it or had even been at the Foundation at some point.

“She says she was delivering a bottle for Nana. I say she had no business being near my sketchpad.” Alex coughed. “You still sketch?” “Occasionally,” I said coolly, brushing past it. “So let me guess... she’s getting under your skin.” I didn’t answer. Alex smirked. “Oh, she is. Christian Reed, rattled by a woman. That’s a fucking headline.” “She’s unpredictable. One minute she’s trembling like I’m going to devour her, the next, she’s arguing back like she’s forgotten exactly whose last name she’s carrying.”

If she spent half the effort on the missions that she does on her appearance, maybe she’d be of some actual use. Dorian, silent as usual. A coward. He’s the first one to abandon a teammate in a crisis. Acts like he’s calculating everything, but the truth is he’s scared. You can see it in his eyes. When things get tough, he’ll save himself first. Mark my words.

Chapter 39 The air in the dance studio was tense as the dance master’s sharp voice echoed across the room. “You’re out!” He snapped at one of the girls, who left with her head hanging low. One by one, the weaker dancers were weeded out until only three remained: Kate, Grace, and another girl, Hayley. Kate stood at the barre, her body aching from hours of practice, yet her heart raced with a mix of anticipation and dread. She glanced at Grace, who looked effortlessly composed as always, and then at Hayley, whose sly grin suggested she didn’t mind the chaos around them.

stupid? "No, Satan is a cat..." he shook his head and I held a hand up, please, "eh no, I would know, he is my cat, duh" I think I would know. "Interesting," he said wrapping a hand around me and I slapped it. Why were people so touchy? I hated touchy. "No touchy touchy," I said as I looked up and smiled waving, "Reed!" He didn't look so happy and I moved closer to Christian, "Oh no, the dancing prohibit-er is here. If he asks, I didn't dance okay?" I said before turning to Reed grabbing his hand.