Sophia From Dance Moms Novels & Stories

What kind of dance do you like? She smiles, her cheeks taking on a dimple that reminds me of Gavin. "Modern ballet and some tap, but I never got that into it. It was more of my mother’s forte. You know?" "I can definitely relate to that. Come on, let’s go." *** "Sophia! Where have you been?" Eli asks as we make our way into the studio. "Sorry, Eli. Traffic. This is my friend, Callie. She dances, too." Eli comes up to her and shakes her hand, smiling charmingly.

A loud tiny voice suddenly interrupted us. “Mommy! Daddy! Come!” Sophia waved aggressively from the inflatable slide. “You too!” she yelled. “Both of you!” Leo sighed dramatically. “At my age?” I laughed immediately. “You’re thirty-four, not eighty.” “My knees disagree.” Sophia crossed her arms and Leo stared at her in shock. “You are definitely your mother’s child.” “Thank you,” Sophia replied proudly. Ten minutes later, I nearly fell trying to climb into the ridiculous inflatable obstacle course while Sophia laughed so hard she could barely breathe. Leo wasn’t any better.

An extremely bad one. "Sophia." A gentle voice broke the tensed atmosphere. The sisters turned to the door and saw their mom standing. A pretty figure in her late forties. Florie Armstrong. "Mum." Sophia and Dahlia called out at the same time. They were quite surprised to see her standing there. Sophia felt like eating back all those words she poured out. She started to feel guilty for complaining. Her eyes turned teary immediately. "Mum, I'm sorry." She muttered and let the tears flow freely.

“I wouldn’t even know how to do it. And... what if I mess up?” Lia knelt in front of me, grabbing my hands. “Sophia, this is your shot. You don’t have to do anything crazy. Just dance. Be yourself. They’ll eat it up, trust me.” My heart raced. Could I really do this? The image of my mom, pale and weak in her hospital bed, flashed through my mind again. Seven days. That’s all I had. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. “Okay,” I whispered. “I’ll do it.”

SOPHIA "Are you really telling the truth?" Caleb’s mom asked from behind. She came closer, her steps soft but deliberate, and stood beside me. Her hands found my shoulders, gently turning me to face her. Her eyes, a mirror of Caleb’s, searched mine, a mix of hope and fear swirling within them. "Listen, Sophia, I know that our relationship is pretty rough right now," she said, her voice trembling slightly, "but please don’t give me false hope."

Sophia sneered, rising to her feet and stepping back just enough for the count to begin. Elder James’ voice rang out, cold and commanding. “One!” The crowd quieted. “Two! Three…five.” Ravok’s voice cut through everything. “Anna, please get up!” “Seven!” Sophia stood tall, a triumphant smile already forming on her lips. I tried, gods, I tried to lift myself again, but my arms collapsed beneath me. “Nine!” “Well, I guess I'm going to become a step-mother after all.” Sophia mocked and a tear rolled down my face.

The hired dancers was dancing to entertain Everyone "Keria that is my dad"She was walking towards her Dad and dragging me along..She hugged her dad tight "Dad meet my lookalike..Her name is laura"She said giggling "Nice meeting you .I want both of you to have your sit".. Sophia peck the woman in the Temple then we both say down.. "laura you are so wicked so you forgot about your mom easily. There was no body found in that burnt house and you don't bother searching for her"The Woman in the Temple said with tears dropping from her eyes

Sophia I’m surprised to have received a call from the very talented ballerina Jade Reyes earlier. It turns out that Jade Reyes is the one dating Micah’s friend. Jade is an incredible dancer. Sage, Maleah, and I saw her perform at a Gala in Manhattan several months ago. Imagine their excitement when they found out that Jade called. We ended up making plans to meet at a Karaoke bar that night. I figure since Micah was going to be out all night, I’d enjoy some time with new and old friends.

she tells me as we get closer and break into a run to get their faster. Sure enough in the center of the fairy stools in mom her eyes white and foggy and she’s chanting something under her breath. With a loud howl I call for pops and the other. “Mom” Sofia says stepping into the circle with mom and kneels in front of her. Moms hand shoots out grabbing Sof by the wrist then her eyes turn white like moms. Sofia starts shaking and little whimpers slip past her lips, fear strikes me and I try to get to her but I cant pass the stools as if I’m being blocked.

“Ma’am, it’s not like that. I genuinely believe that he is smart and capable.” Sophia waved her hand dismissively. “Natasha, I’ve told you before not to call me ‘Ma’am.’ It makes me feel old.” Natasha hesitated for a moment, then asked, “Then can I call you Miss?” Sophia shook her head firmly. “No, I will only let you call me Mom from now on.” Natasha's eyes widened slightly, her heart swelling with joy. She had longed for a mother figure for so long, and now she had one. “Alright… Mom,” she said slowly, savoring the word.