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Clark clapped his hands, interrupting everyone's bad jokes and jokes. One two three four. There were still a few dozen left to buy the used notebook seen on sale. Yes, Sarah was counting coins and depositing them at the local bank to swipe the notebook on the card. It was essential to complete her studies, and that was something that made her very nervous. He was always made fun of and humiliated at university because of his almost always modest style. But that was better than putting up with her controlling, narcissistic parents. Fleeing from the far north of the country, Sarah survived on a commercial minimum wage from her part-time job at the cafeteria near the university, it was enough f

“Wait, Dorothy owns a dance studio?” Ledger nodded. “Yup.” “Does your Dad know about it?” I asked. It didn't sound like something Chairman Rivers would agree with. He smiled. “I get what you’re saying, but yeah… she does. For one, it's not her only business. And second, events like balls, corporate parties, and galas—that's the kind of stuff my family and other notable families usually attend,” he explained. “So, her studio is kind of the go-to for teaching kids ballroom dance. She also runs ballet classes on the side.”

Kalil Mak opened her gymnastics studio three weeks ago. She named it “Rockstar 101.” The picture beneath the sign in the window was her hand making a rock star symbol. She’d been out of gymnastics for over a year, but her name remained. She had parents who brought their kids from all over the state just to train with her. She turned many of them away, refusing to deal with any parents who reminded her of her mom. She had the mind of a business mogul, already planning to open a dance studio. She’d met up with the guy she danced with at Capers and scheduled the opening for next week. His name was Javier. He’d be the primary instructor for salsa while her and Jaida would teach other dance style

*** In the Music Room. Sapphire was doing a cholography with her students. They were dancing to a classic hip-hop, Shape of You by Ed Sheeran. Apart from Gabby's new songs, It is one of the favorite. Well, Sapphire loved everything hip-hop, whoever the musician is. She has a talent for facing too so, she takes her students free dancing classes just 30 minutes after their daily activities. There was a small mirror hanged on the wall, just to see their reflections and the way they take their dancing steps but with all of these, it seems they weren't doing it well.

I muttered. Ace dragged me after him into the dance studio without hesitation. I found out quickly from the dance instructor that Ace had enrolled me in a one-week intensive course that would ensure that I could dance presentably by the end of it. I had to say that I didn’t have much talent when it came to dancing; however, this was somehow part of my job now. “We’ll start off with the basics today. Please relax and just follow my lead,” the instructor said with a smile. --To be continued…

She knew Ada is already irritated as Cynthia forcefully brought her for the dance class. "Students ! Students ! Students .....stop your gossips i know the freshers have a lot to discuss but now it's time for dance and only dance. " shouted a sharp voice. It was their dance teacher , a tall lady with a sleek figure. "Gather here ! Gather here ! ." a bold voice came of a tall man standing near their dance teacher, the assistant dance teacher. "So students I am Bevin Pemota your dance teacher ." said Ms. Bevin "Or the most annoying teacher in the whole school ." whispered Sheldon making ada and Cynthia laugh.

"I am a teacher. Why would I bet against you students? Eden, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you’re ranked second in the entire year group. I'm still your teacher." Eden's lips widened into a smile. "Looks like you will not honor your part of the wager, then?" Miriam looked away and didn't continue the conversation. Eden smiled coldly. "That's fine. It's understandable for a teacher with no ethics to refuse to honor her part of the deal. You don't have to apologize, but the dance studio is ours. Class 1 can forget about using it. If anyone from Class 1 dares to enter the dance studio, I'll make sure they crawl out of there. You better tell your students that!"

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.

Liam asked. “It’s what I do for a living. I own my own dance studio. I do choreography and have teachers like Gabbi and Caleb who teach dance. Maddi helps me with the choreography clients also.” She explained. “Well that explains a lot. But aren’t you a little young to own your own dance studio?” He asked. “No. How young do you think I am?” She asked. “Hmm,at least 21, otherwise Karl wouldn't have served you. So 21 maybe 22?” He guessed.

She gasped looking around the studio in total admiration. "Really?" I smiled folding my arms beneath my chest as I watched her. The girls and I bought this building immediately we gained admission into the University, and had transformed it into our dance studio. This is where we practice most times, especially when we have an audition with other popular dancers. Looking at the building now, I can say I'm very proud of our work. It was a large spacious building, painted in rainbow colours with cartoonish inscriptions and engravings of the crew's name 'Dazzing Stars Dancers'. There were also little paintings and different colors of small DSD all over the wall, giving it a fabulous and fantast