HIGH SCHOOL - 4

We were about a month and a half away from the competition. We all were trying our best. I practiced Soccer , Baseball and Improving my Handwriting for the competition. Kesha practiced his Painting , Soccer and Speeches too. We often practiced Soccer together. Arsa practiced her Dance , Painting and Track. We often went to jog every morning in order to be fast at running. We all were working hard. We could definitely make it. (Jax)

The audition week arrived.

Arsa's pov

The audition week had started. I had worked hard for everything I decided to take part in. I went to dance room first and I could see the room was crowded. I thought I had no chances. But I always did not think to run away from this. I thought I should face it and I'm going to kill it.

"Hi everyone and welcome to everyone who chose to take part in dance club. We will now commence today's program. I hope you're ready."

The club president was ? The No.3 attractive of the school? Peter? He was the club president. Wow that s so cool. He was really attractive and he's pretty cool.

"Everyone, we will be starting the audition" said Peter. "Don't disappoint me."

The first student walked up and started dancing. I thought she was good but it wasn't enough I wasn't judging her but I could say there were going to be fire dancers from other school so we needed bette-.

"STOP" yelled Peter." Is this a joke or something? I want a real dance not just moving your body. We are in a competition not in a club." He looked furious.

He wasn't wrong but he was too harsh. The girl dancing on the stage started crying and she ran off the stage. I went to confront the president cause I thought this wasn't right. I tapped his back and I said " You're not wrong but you're being too harsh." He turned around. His brunette hair looked fluffy and his face bright and charming. They said in school newspaper that he had a big group of boys in the school and anyone who messed up with them got their ass beaten up. His soft hair along with his fair face was now turned towards me and he spoke. "Show me what you got, young lady." "Wait for my turn" I said with a smirk on my face. "I will" he said. With that I went ten steps back and waited for my turn. He still yelled at some girls and I couldn't do a shit except for wait my turn. I would show him what I got.

"No. 64" Yelled the vice president of the club. I didn't notice her but she was the No 2 attractive (girl) as said in the newspaper. I mean I still don't get it why I am the number 1. The No 2 girl was blonde an her skin was glowing. Genuinely she was pretty. " Show me what you got, lady" said Peter. I stared at him and grinned. " I'm sure you've waited long. Well they say patience gives you the best fruit. I'll give you a taste of my dance. Now I was horrified. After sixty-three girls it was my turn and only nine were selected. Most of them had left he room afraid of the humiliation from the club president and vice president. I danced for three minutes if I remember. The next thing I know was everyone was shocked and the next thing I know was selected. Was I that good ? Wow, I'm amazing. This is how we ten were selected for dance competition and we had to do a group dance and we had a month and a half to go. I was their captain and the lead dancer. I just scratched my hair in confusion as I walked out. Anyways good for me.