Author's Note:

I am terribly sorry for having to leave the site for a while something came up with my job, a new job, my girlfriend and complicated legal shit (I didn't get arrested, I just needed to sort out something). All of this will be now gone over.

First off, I got into a spat with a co-worker at my job, resulting in me quitting and seeking a new job. I decided to join the army, because I had always wanted to be a rifleman in the army and now was my chance. I spent the next few months training and then going to Kapooka (the basic army training base).

After this I went to training for my regiment, and then I went home. I had to break up with my girlfriend since I was moving to Queensland with my army regiment, and she didn't exactly take it lightly. I now have a new girlfriend, who is not crazy.

I then had to solve some legal shit over ownership of something, nothing to serious but it was all over and done with pretty quick. All this left me nearly no time to write, and therefore why I have been gone.

I am going to get back into writing again, though with army training and shit, I can't exactly do too much. Alongside this, "She will pay" is unlikely to be continued from now on. I will however happily give it to anyone (and I mean anyone who has posted a story before) finish it as they wish. I honestly don't care what you do with it, just send me a PM and I will sort out the details.

Anyway, here is a short story I did based off of 'The Next Step.' My little sister was watching this show when I was visiting my mum, and the show didn't look too bad. I recommend taking a look if you get the time.

I lunged lifting my leg high confident in the skills I had practised time and time again prior to this moment. I could hear the people clapping and cheering, supporting me as I moved around the stage with as much grace as I could muster.

Auditioning for solos was no easy task and few people let that chance go easily, including me. I landed into a light step, fluently turning it into a quick spin, hoping that Kate and Phoebe took notice of the smoothness of the dance.

I ended the dance and bowed, happy with how I performed.

"Alright great work Michelle! Now that was the last of the female solos so me and Phoebe will just head back and see who has what it takes to compete in solos for regionals.

God I hope I get in...

Author's Note:

There is a little sneak peak of what is hopefully to come. As I said above, contact me if you wish to continue my other story, and I will try my hardest to get out this new story quickly.