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(ONLY PLAY THE SONG WHEN TOLD)

everyone looked around, some eyes stopping at me.

"y/n" one girl said.

all the other girls agreed.

"y/n i know this is your first solo part, are you okay with that?"

a smile appeared on my face "of course!" i said.

everyone started cheering.

"okay, you will need to pick a song y/n"

"i think..."

i started to think.

"streets"

"by?"

"doja cat" 

everyone cheered.

"okay y/n let's start, do you want to just do it freely at first or??"

"yeah, and then i can get ideas from the girls as well"

"perfect"

(PLAY THE SONG)

i started to move around trying to think of a choreography.

i got help from everyone, and when i finished choreo, i started to accept some ideas which made the dance even better.

throughout the day, some people would come around and look at the process, including marcus, who was cheering on me constantly. 

he walked in during lunch, with his lunch, and sat on the bench on the side of the gym.

it was cool until i saw martinus walk in and try and hide his smile constantly.

i was clearly nervous, he looked at me weirdly.

i didn't like it, but i tried to ignore it.

then they left, and it was back to seriousness. 

lunch. was like a free period, where i didn't really try because i even had to have my lunch.











the school day ended, and i was by my locker exchanging books for the next day.

"hey" a voice said, towering over me.

i turned around to see martinus.

"hi?" i said, looking back into my locker.

"what was that wink about?"

i smiled, staying quiet.

"hm?" he said.

he was so attractive.

"Y/N!" i heard a voice down the corridor.

marcus was running towards me as we hugged tightly.

"you were so good at dancing!"

"thank you!"

martinus saw that i was much more happy around marcus, and i could tell by the look on his face.

"let's go home" martinus said, pulling us away as we walked home on either side of him.

he was a bit annoyed, and me and marcus were confused.

we walked home in silence.

i dropped the twins off and went home.

then i walked back home and started to get ready for my solo.

it was a competition in my school, including girls from other schools, and i was praying i'd win or get second at least.

i had to come early, so i did.

it was 5pm and i left the house.

i wore this

it was freezing cold, so i had to walk fast

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it was freezing cold, so i had to walk fast.

on the way, i kept on getting messages, and then a call, to which i accepted the phone call.

"what?" i said.

"why aren't you replying" martinus said.

"i'm going to school!"

"why?"

"because of the dance"

"oh right..." silence.

i heard a slight smirk

"i wanna see you dance"

"okay? then come to school at 6?" i said.

"okay, i will"

"okay, tell marcus to come"

"why marcus?"

"because he would want to see me too!"

"okay whatever" he said, ending the call.

i scoffed as made it to school.

there were loads of other school girls in the corridors giving me dirty looks.

i'd just smile at them as i made my way to my dance teacher.

"y/n! are you ready?" miss said.

"yeah!"

"amazing, you look great"

"you'll be going last"

i scoffed.

"come on y/n, the competition is in our school! we have to let others go first"

"right..."

"okay go back to the corridors, people will be coming in soon."

i left the corridors, and decided to call marcus in the corridors.

"hey marcus? are you coming"

"yeah definitely" he said. 

i didn't realise how loud my phone was when all the girls looked at me, shocked.

"okay good, see you and martinus soon"

"martinus is coming?"

"yeah" i ended the call, trying to avoid any questions from him.

"is that marcus and martinus" some girls said, others blushing.

i forgot that the twins were quite literally famous.

i sighed, ignoring any questions coming my way.

i waited in the corridors right at the end of the line since i was going last onto the stage in the gym hall.

(30 mins later)


we eventually heard some sounds coming from the microphone, it was my dance teacher talking.

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