Sophia From Dance Moms Novels & Stories

I told Lucian as we watched from a distance. He wrapped an arm around me. “They already are. And they learned how to fight for it by watching us.” Sophia had her big ballet recital that weekend. She performed a solo piece called “Big Sister’s Dream,” dedicating it to the twins. She danced with such passion and joy that the entire audience was moved. Lucian filmed every second, tears in his eyes when she bowed and blew kisses straight to my belly.

he announced, pulling a warrior to the front as everyone stopped their warm-up exercises. Meanwhile, Sophia was blasting loud, upbeat music in her room, dancing energetically in her shorts. She swayed her hips and moved to the rhythm of the music, oblivious to the volume disturbing the entire packhouse. Her dancing was wild and carefree until a sharp, unexpected pain struck her stomach. She grunted in agony, clutching her stomach, her mouth wide open in pain. The intensity of the discomfort was overwhelming, making it impossible to ignore. She stumbled and nearly fell onto her bed, but the pain was relentless.

I take it from her and thank her. “So, you done being a prospect yet?” She asks as she moves closer and places the umbrella over my head and I shake my head. “Not until either your ol man decides to accept me back full time or until such times as Melody forgives us. But I don’t deserve her forgiveness.” I say as I unscrew the lid and sniff the contents. Chicken soup. Sophie is a whizz in the kitchen. I suppose she has to be with the amount that Wild Child, Junior, and Anna all eat. Sophie is a famous MMA fighter and her kids have followed in her footsteps. She also teaches the club kids how to defend themselves. The woman is amazing.

"Not unless you count quinceañeras, but those are less waltz and more mosh pit." Sofia laughed, a sound that bounced off every surface, then turned to me. "Ava, do you dance?" "I only know the Macarena," I lied. Sofia tsked, then strode over to the piano. She flicked a button on the side, and the lid hummed to life, playing the first bars of something slow and grand. She held out both hands, one to each of us. "Then I’ll teach you." * * *

As soon as she woke up and saw Sophia, she started crying. She cried about not being talented enough, not being capable of winning awards, and not being able to attain her mother's former glory. Sophia couldn't contain her negative feelings after hearing all this. That night, my dancing shoes were thrown away. The teacher who had helped me out at school was forced to leave. That was when I realized it was my mother's fault again. Sophia's career was cut short because my mother sent someone to injure her legs. And so, Sophia could never dance again.

Sophia smiled softly. “She has grown taller in the two years.” Emily’s chest warmed quietly. “Probably.” “My parents kept asking me to stop looking for her,” Sophia admitted softly. “But I knew she was alive.” Emily looked toward the younger girl again. “You did great, you saved them all.” Nearby, Zane danced awkwardly with several younger children while the others laughed at his complete lack of rhythm. “I’m trying my best,” he defended himself. “You dance like an injured bear,” one little boy announced loudly.

Sophia retorts frowning, taking the pot of stew from her mother. “I thought I told you not step foot into my house, if you won’t go back to school.” Mr Williams growled. Sophia had dropped out of university, saying she hated anything that had to do with school. Sophia is currently a Dj, and one that her parents hated with every ounce of blood in their veins. “And who said I wanted to step foot into your house. I heard my big bro was married, and so… I had to come see for myself.” Sophia replied her father, already setting down the stew on the dinning table.

I tell him. “MOMMY!” Sophie drops her arms and jumps off the table. “Mommy, I am like a real princess. Everyone gives me anything I ask for. I have watched Frozen like 20 times. I got barbecue and chocolate. I took a bath in a tub that looks like a swimming pool. And Tony, Zach and I had school together. You know that girl, Daisy, from my class? She lives her too. She was mean to me, and Zach pushed her down.”

“What?” "If you dance and impress me," Damien added lazily, "I’ll personally partner with you. Name your price. Thousands? Millions? A billion?” Sophia bit down on her lip. Was this karma? Was this really happening? Cursing silently, she took to the stage. Her face was pale, but she kept her chin up. Duska’s usual dance partner returned to the stage, now reluctantly offering his hand to Sophia. "I'm only doing this for the deal." Sophia said in her head.

I get up and walk down stairs to see Sophia dancing in my t shirt cooking. "Well good morning" I say She turns around and smiles and mom comes walking and and smiles at Soph. "Where are the shorts I gave you?" Mom asks her "Have you seen him and me. Those things were way to big." She says shrugging and going back to cooking I shrug at mom and take a seat and Soph places all the food on the table. "You didn't have to do this" Mom tells her "Yes I did." Sophia says "So I arranged for you to go home for a week" I tell her