Step Up 3 Novels & Stories

Erin stepped in. “Yes, step daddy,” I said dryly. I fought the urge not to roll my eyes as I faced the window. Erin connected his phone to the car Bluetooth and began to play good jams that turned the two devils at the back to backup singers with Erin as their leader. It pained me even more that he had a sweeter and smoother voice than theirs which were off tune. After three torturous hours of trying not to climax to just Erin’s seductive voice, we finally arrived at Julie's house.

“Second rule, we stay together. No wandering off, no splitting up.” “Obviously.” “Third rule…” He paused, looking around. “We look for higher ground. Maybe we can see something.” “Okay,” I said, even though I had no idea where “higher ground” was supposed to be in a forest like this. We started walking again. This time we were going slower more careful. Every sound felt louder now. Every movement caught my attention. I stayed close to him without even realizing it. At some point, our hands found each other again.

She started walking toward the stairs, but before her foot touched the first step, she stopped. Without even looking back at me, she said, “I’ll give you three days to think about it. Don’t waste my precious time.”

"Let's walk up." From the base of the hill to the church at the top, there were countless stairs, as if they were placed there by God to test the hearts of those who came. Rolf had never been into hiking. I had begged him over and over the first time, promising I'd take care of him, just to get him to agree. But now, at the very end, he was the one suggesting we climb. I didn't mind. I liked being active, and I liked the feeling of working up a sweat. Walking more wouldn't hurt.

Until Justin came, of course. It was fresh in my memory, how I met my stepdad. Mother had called me a hundred times, giving me orders on coming home for holidays or she was going to stop my tuition. I didn't have a side job, so yeah, I had no choice but to listen to her selfish request.

And humans falter. I pressed the center, closing distance, and felt the rhythm solidify. The stepbrother pivoted, attempting to break free, but the coordination of three humans acting as one cornered him. He froze, calculating, but the micro-errors we had forced into his system had created leverage we could not ignore.

My dad's voice came out yelling from the kitchen. "Yes, dad." I managed to mutter. My stepmom, sensing my despondency, approached with a worried expression. "Adrian, is everything okay? You seem off." I sighed, the truth itching to escape my lips. "Coach called me in today. Said my grades need a serious boost for college scouts. I've got to step up my game academically." Her eyes softened, understanding the internal struggle. "You've always been dedicated to basketball. I know this is tough, but it's an opportunity to show your strengths beyond the court."

Mom refuted on my behalf, and I decided to leave it at that. “Good night.” I bid them farewell in a smooth voice, followed by Gabe’s loud belly laughter. They barely heard me, and I quickly slipped out of the dining room. Right outside the door were the stairs that led to the upper floor. Without further ado, I climbed them, as slothful as I could ever be, until I reached our floor. My feet carried me forward, my head lowered as my eyes traced the outline of the cream-white carpet that had no stain on it.

Jacob looks around in a little panic for a few seconds before he runs us over to the living room window opening it up. “Climb out” he tells me looking back towards the front door, where Markus will be walking through that in any second! I walk towards the window and stare out, this is when I spot a little ledge that ran just under the window, but I also spot the 30ft drop! I didn’t want to waste time by arguing, so I put my first foot out to stand on the ledge before pulling myself out. Jacob was soon following my lead and also climbed out, he tells me to move along the ledge to stand on the section that a wall covers us. I once again do as I’m told and sidestep over to the wall, Jacob close

“Hop, hop, hop!” I hopped three times just like he ordered. We continued and he ordered me in a random number of hops and I didn’t make any slightest mistake. “Go, Serra!” Gugu chanted. “You’re almost there woooah!” she screamed. “Hop!” I hopped the last step of the stair. I looked down at the opposite end of the stair where Grip was standing. He gave me two thumbs up. I felt so strong and mighty up here. He signaled me to go downstairs.