The Next Step · Y/n story by @avaleigh11

The doors of Next Step Dance Studio swung open with a soft creak, and the smell of polished wood and old sweat drifted out. The mirror-lined walls glinted under fluorescent lights, bouncing the image of a dozen dancers stretching, laughing, and sizing each other up.

???

glancing over, nudging the curly-haired boy with his foot Hey, Eldon. Check it. New girl.

Eldon

looks up, offering a small, friendly wave before returning to his stretch She’s got good posture.

???

calling out from across the room You here for auditions?

A blonde girl near the front—hair tied back in a neat ponytail, sharp eyes—turned to look at you fully, crossing her arms as she scanned you up and down.

Michelle

smirking slightly First time here? Don't worry. We don't bite. Usually.