One Direction in our Dance Studio
Chapter 1
Maddy's POV
"We need some guys in our dances. I think that would place us in that number one spot," Katlyn said. We all gasped and then cheered. I wasn't shocked. I saw it coming. Lots of other studios had guys in their dances. I don't know how I feel about that though.
"Who are the guys?" Chloe asked excitedly. We all leaned forward in anticipation.
"I actually have them here," Katlyn said. We all cheered some more. Who were they? Are they any good? Are they cute...kidding...sort of.
"What are you waiting for?" Leah asked with a laugh.
"Well I just want to warn you girlies," Katlyn said. Everyone sat back a little. Warnings? About what?
"These guys have come from a different background. None of them are dancers. They all had a choice...juvie or dance." What? Juvie or dance? We are going to be dancing with delinquents? This is going to be hard.
"We are going to be dancing with delinquents?" Chloe gasped. Katlyn nodded.
"Girlies, I know this is different. I just thought that...well. We need guys, they didn't have to have a dance background, and so I thought we could help some guys stay out of juvie. Don't worry their crimes weren't super bad but I still can't tell you what they are," she said.
"So...they aren't super mean or violent, right?" Taylor finally said.
"Oh don't worry. They will stay in line unless they want to go back to juvie. They have a huge list of rules...if you want you can look at them."
"So if they break any of the rules they go back?" Kiley asked. It almost sounded like she was going to do something. I worried a little.
"Yes. Girlies please be nice to them. Try to treat them like normal guys. Please just try," Katlyn almost pleaded with us. We all nodded.
"We'll try to treat them normal," I promised for all of us. Maybe if they looked and acted normal it wouldn't be hard. I wonder if they look normal or if they have a bunch of tattoos and piercings and scars.
"Why don't I just bring them out?" We all nodded hesitantly. Katlyn walked to the door and opened it.
Five guys, around our age...13-15...came in. They all looked uncomfortable. Not like what I thought they would be like. I thought they would be standing there with a rude look on their face or acting like they're too good, well actually too bad, for us.
Niall's POV
"You boys are given a choice. Juvie or dancing with a group of girls," a man said. I don't want to go to juvie...but dancing? I don't even know if I can dance.
"Juvie is that way," he said motioning toward a door. A lot of guys got up. There were over two hundred of us in here...now there are only ten of us.
"We will look through your records and see if you qualify," the man said as he grabbed a stack of papers.
He walked up to the closet guy. He had curly hair and green eyes. He looked to be around my age, the youngest age here. The man asked his name and he replied Harry Styles. He then was ushered over to a table.
The man walked up to another guy. He responded with Kent Werner when the man asked his name. The man looked through the papers and then ushered the guy to the juvie door. I swallowed. I could maybe go in there? I don't want to.
The man walked up to the next guy. He had short brown hair, spiked up a little. He had brown eyes and was a reasonable height. He said his name was Liam Payne. He was ushered over to the table.
The man moved on. The next three guys didn't make it through. The next one did. He had dark hair, tanned skin, and hazel eyes. His name was Zayn Malik.
The next guy was right next to me. He had brown hair and blue eyes. He was shorter than me by only a little bit. He told the man his name was Louis Tomlinson. He passed too. Finally it was me.
"Niall Horan," I said clearly. He looked through the papers and found mine. He nodded his head and told me to go over to the table. I nodded and walked over. I sat down next to Harry. The last guy didn't make it. The man walked over to us and put the papers down.
"Good afternoon gentlemen. My name is Dan. I am the coordinator. You have chosen to dance instead of go to juvie...good choice," he said. We all chuckled.
"You will be dancing at a studio in London. You will be doing a few performances with six girls. To not have to come back to juvie you will have to follow some rules and complete some things. You will have to complete the season...until nationals. I think that is about three months. You must be respectful. No drugs or alcohol at all. No touching it, no matter the reason. You will need to stay in the hotel rooms that we have gotten. You will also have to travel with the group. They will travel due to their competitions. I think they are going to the States for a while. If there are any questions you may ask at any time. There are some packets that you can refer to or you may ask me or the dance teacher, Katlyn." He handed us a packet, 20 pages thick.
"Also no dating the girls...or any girls right now. Maybe later you can but for now you aren't allowed to. You must treat the girls with respect. Also you must try your best because they all want to win. They can kick you out and if they kick you out then you will have to go to juvie," Dan said sternly.
No dating? I'm okay with that. I want to complete this and then get back home. I want to see Avery and Jordan and Sami. I'll get back to them and I'll get them back without going to juvie.
He led us to a van. We all got in and buckled up. We drive the twenty minutes in silence. When we got to the studio they told us to wait in a room. We talked for a while. A woman stuck her head in the door and told us to come out. We all walked out slowly. We walked right into the dance studio, complete with a wall of mirrors, hardwood floor, bars, and a group of dancers. They all looked somewhat shocked to see us.
I looked at me feet but looked at them out of the corner of my eye. They looked around our age. They were all very pretty and very skinny.
What would they expect of me? They won't expect me to do a lot, I hope. I can't really dance so hopefully I will just have to lift them. Not to brag but I am pretty strong.
"We need some guys in our dances. I think that would place us in that number one spot," Katlyn said. We all gasped and then cheered. I wasn't shocked. I saw it coming. Lots of other studios had guys in their dances. I don't know how I feel about that though.
"Who are the guys?" Chloe asked excitedly. We all leaned forward in anticipation.
"I actually have them here," Katlyn said. We all cheered some more. Who were they? Are they any good? Are they cute...kidding...sort of.
"What are you waiting for?" Leah asked with a laugh.
"Well I just want to warn you girlies," Katlyn said. Everyone sat back a little. Warnings? About what?
"These guys have come from a different background. None of them are dancers. They all had a choice...juvie or dance." What? Juvie or dance? We are going to be dancing with delinquents? This is going to be hard.
"We are going to be dancing with delinquents?" Chloe gasped. Katlyn nodded.
"Girlies, I know this is different. I just thought that...well. We need guys, they didn't have to have a dance background, and so I thought we could help some guys stay out of juvie. Don't worry their crimes weren't super bad but I still can't tell you what they are," she said.
"So...they aren't super mean or violent, right?" Taylor finally said.
"Oh don't worry. They will stay in line unless they want to go back to juvie. They have a huge list of rules...if you want you can look at them."
"So if they break any of the rules they go back?" Kiley asked. It almost sounded like she was going to do something. I worried a little.
"Yes. Girlies please be nice to them. Try to treat them like normal guys. Please just try," Katlyn almost pleaded with us. We all nodded.
"We'll try to treat them normal," I promised for all of us. Maybe if they looked and acted normal it wouldn't be hard. I wonder if they look normal or if they have a bunch of tattoos and piercings and scars.
"Why don't I just bring them out?" We all nodded hesitantly. Katlyn walked to the door and opened it.
Five guys, around our age...13-15...came in. They all looked uncomfortable. Not like what I thought they would be like. I thought they would be standing there with a rude look on their face or acting like they're too good, well actually too bad, for us.
Niall's POV
"You boys are given a choice. Juvie or dancing with a group of girls," a man said. I don't want to go to juvie...but dancing? I don't even know if I can dance.
"Juvie is that way," he said motioning toward a door. A lot of guys got up. There were over two hundred of us in here...now there are only ten of us.
"We will look through your records and see if you qualify," the man said as he grabbed a stack of papers.
He walked up to the closet guy. He had curly hair and green eyes. He looked to be around my age, the youngest age here. The man asked his name and he replied Harry Styles. He then was ushered over to a table.
The man walked up to another guy. He responded with Kent Werner when the man asked his name. The man looked through the papers and then ushered the guy to the juvie door. I swallowed. I could maybe go in there? I don't want to.
The man walked up to the next guy. He had short brown hair, spiked up a little. He had brown eyes and was a reasonable height. He said his name was Liam Payne. He was ushered over to the table.
The man moved on. The next three guys didn't make it through. The next one did. He had dark hair, tanned skin, and hazel eyes. His name was Zayn Malik.
The next guy was right next to me. He had brown hair and blue eyes. He was shorter than me by only a little bit. He told the man his name was Louis Tomlinson. He passed too. Finally it was me.
"Niall Horan," I said clearly. He looked through the papers and found mine. He nodded his head and told me to go over to the table. I nodded and walked over. I sat down next to Harry. The last guy didn't make it. The man walked over to us and put the papers down.
"Good afternoon gentlemen. My name is Dan. I am the coordinator. You have chosen to dance instead of go to juvie...good choice," he said. We all chuckled.
"You will be dancing at a studio in London. You will be doing a few performances with six girls. To not have to come back to juvie you will have to follow some rules and complete some things. You will have to complete the season...until nationals. I think that is about three months. You must be respectful. No drugs or alcohol at all. No touching it, no matter the reason. You will need to stay in the hotel rooms that we have gotten. You will also have to travel with the group. They will travel due to their competitions. I think they are going to the States for a while. If there are any questions you may ask at any time. There are some packets that you can refer to or you may ask me or the dance teacher, Katlyn." He handed us a packet, 20 pages thick.
"Also no dating the girls...or any girls right now. Maybe later you can but for now you aren't allowed to. You must treat the girls with respect. Also you must try your best because they all want to win. They can kick you out and if they kick you out then you will have to go to juvie," Dan said sternly.
No dating? I'm okay with that. I want to complete this and then get back home. I want to see Avery and Jordan and Sami. I'll get back to them and I'll get them back without going to juvie.
He led us to a van. We all got in and buckled up. We drive the twenty minutes in silence. When we got to the studio they told us to wait in a room. We talked for a while. A woman stuck her head in the door and told us to come out. We all walked out slowly. We walked right into the dance studio, complete with a wall of mirrors, hardwood floor, bars, and a group of dancers. They all looked somewhat shocked to see us.
I looked at me feet but looked at them out of the corner of my eye. They looked around our age. They were all very pretty and very skinny.
What would they expect of me? They won't expect me to do a lot, I hope. I can't really dance so hopefully I will just have to lift them. Not to brag but I am pretty strong.
11/12/13