The Next Step Season 8 Novels & Stories

That feeling will go away once Mom moves in with my sister. "Hey." I slap the arm of the couch he’s on and that seems enough to bring him back to the present. His eyes find mine and he gives me a small smile that looks almost forced. "Hey. Did she answer?" "Yeah. Um– don’t think she wants to talk to me." I bite the inside of my left cheek as I settle on the second couch, and he nods. "That’s expected. Give her time. It’s not every day your stepfather divorces your mom and you’re moving out the next second. I’m sure she’s pretty shaken."

"I feel like someone spiked my drink. I just want to prove my suspicions." Ben remained silent, biting his lower lip. He tapped the tip of his index finger, like someone who was thinking. And after a while, he took a deep breath. "Follow me!" Ben took off his apron and placed it under the bar counter. He turned and walked out of the bar.

She was preparing to deliver her final killing blow, urging the courts to make an example of me, the social degenerate. Then it happened. The giant screen behind her flickered. Without warning, the giant LCD screen behind her flickered and changed. Her tear-streaked face disappeared from the screen. A black player interface took its place. Moments later, a crystal-clear audio recording blared through the speakers, reaching every corner of the hall and every livestream. The voices in the recording belonged to two people.

“So what’s going on?” “Jayden and Alex are getting engaged,” Stephanie said. Britney glared at Stephanie, her face red. “What? That’s impossible.” “Well.” Stephanie shrugged her shoulders, implying she didn’t have to believe it. Laura knew she was about to see a catfight between Stephanie and Britney any moment now if she didn’t do something soon. “Very exciting news, I must say. Kelly, what do you think about this look? Good? And Stephanie, please come here and get yourself ready so I can do your face.”

Jasmine smiled and started eating from the ramyeon ****** *The blue house* "Dad" Rachel called immediately she got home "What's wrong?" Evelyn, Her mom asked "Mom, I wanna attend Reality talent school" she pouted "Did something happened Stephanie?" Mrs Montez asked Stephanie is her daughter's personal and most trusted maid.. and Rachel do treat her well like a sister "Did something happened?" Evelyn asked again and Rachel quickly signal to Stephanie "No ma'am, nothing happened. She just likes the school that's all" Stephanie lied

"Let me go!" Rachel's heart twisted at the sight of her, but she pushed the emotion away. She couldn't let it show. Not now. Not here. Vanessa stepped forward, her voice cold and commanding. “Be quiet, Stephanie. This isn’t about you. This is about Noah. And you’re going to answer our questions.” Rachel took a step closer, her own voice surprisingly steady despite the anxiety gnawing at her insides. “You’ve been with him, haven’t you? Noah. Tell me the truth, Stephanie.”

Steph replied as she stepped out of the room closing the door gently behind her. “So soon?” I whisper to no one in particular. I had expected them to send the result through email just as they have done with the notice not for them to announce in person. With my overly beating heart in place, I step out of the room and open the curtain that separated the stage from the dressing room. Mrs. Shelley signal for me to join the queue as I quickly ran to stand beside Steph as we waited for the judges verdicts which they seem to whisper among themselves. Now walking down the hallway to the elevator that will take me to Victor's office floor after saying goodbye to Steph who had won the audition. I c

“Delete it and block the number. I’ll handle this.” “Handle it how?” I snapped, voice cracking like the anxious teenager I apparently still was. “We can’t just ignore this. What if they send it to your dad? Or post it somewhere? My mom would lose her mind. ‘Oh honey, you’re screwing your stepbrother?’”

I reach out my other hand and pinch both nipples, watching in the mirror as her face screws up a moment before she begins moaning and her body jerks with her release. Isaac pounds into her a few more moments before finding his second release. “We’re going to have a lot of fun tonight, ladies. Go, Elena. Your absence will be noticed,” he says. I quickly wipe my face, then duck out of the bathroom while the two of them get dressed. By the time I get outside, Stephanie is already on the stage. “About fucking time,” my stepfather growls, tearing his gaze from the stage. When he looks at me, his eyes narrow.

"You... you were here..." "Yes, I was," I reply, forcing a bright, fake smile onto my face as I gracefully adjust my hair in the mirror and then wash my hands painfully slowly. I don't give them the satisfaction of a scene. Turning on my heel, I gracefully walk out of the room, leaving them standing in their own awkwardness. Though I look calm and unruffled on the outside, inside, I am a mess. Who the hell is Stephanie? What kind of profound relationship does she have with Noah?