The next day we went to the official Footloose studio. It was magnificent. Big posters of the previous winners, huge mirrors, motivational quotes, etc. It was like I was actually living my dream. The feeling was just more than beautiful. When we entered the dance studio, there were other few participants present, a few from campus audition, and a few from other auditions. It was an all in all, a pretty enthusiastic atmosphere where people from different backgrounds, places were all united for one common love which bound them and that is the love for dance.

Thereafter, a panel entered and they were going to brief us regarding our journey. One of them started speaking '" Hello and welcome to FOOTLOOSE" this was followed by a loud cheer. " So in all, we are having 20 teams consisting of 5 dancers per team, you guys are divided into groups and the groups present right here will be mentored by us and likewise there are several other groups whom you will be seeing directly at the competition" This was big, I thought to myself. He continued, "For today I want you guys to get acquainted with the place where you will be practicing every day for the next few months, so take a tour and cherish the fact that you are here cheers!"

For the day we took the tour, I was introduced to my teammates and I spent the rest of the day with them. My team had Miranda who was bubbly, outrageous, and bold, Ashley didn't speak much but surely her moves did speak a lot, John who was pretty smart and sophisticated, Ricky who immediately got quite popular with the ladies and me.

After a long day at Footloose Studio a.k.a FS, I got home really tired but with a lot of excitement. I told everything to mom dad and they were really happy for me. Mom told "so now you are going to be really busy, but do not forget to concentrate on studies as well and also do not forget spending time with us." to which dad replied, "Oh c'mon do not treat her like a kid, she is my grown-up beautiful girl." I leaned towards them and we had a group hug.

Then when I was watching stuff on my phone, I got a notification, one of your contacts "cute guy from the bar" is on Instagram as Noah Adams" I laughed to myself and changed his contact name to Noah Adams.

I then messaged him "Hey There Mr. Adams, Emma here from last night." He quickly replied "Hey there stalker"

Emma: Hey! I am not one

Noah: You know my last name

Emma: Instagram suggestion

Noah: If it suggested then add me up

Emma: Done

After that, I got a little busy stalking him

Noah: How's the stalking?

Emma: What if I ask you the same?

Noah: I like what I see

we were texting for a bit, and when I was about to hit the bed,I received a call, the screen flashed "Noah Adams calling"