Ch. 1 HARU!!!

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Akari is a cheerful, beautiful, 23 year old girl. Haru was the one person she looked up to, even though he was only 4 years older. He was very famous, for his talents (and his looks). He could sing, dance, ice skate, and more. She was such a big fan.
~~~~flashback~~~~
I sat in the back seat of my parents car, impatiently. I couldn't wait to see HARU~.
He was going to win, I just new it, he's gunna win state. I mean he's such a good dancer! I thought. I was 16 at the time, and I was such a fangirl.
The way he danced mad me melt.
        There were so many people there.
When we got out of the car, there were people crowded at the door. There were cameras flashing, and people shouting. They were all there around the one and only Haru.
Me and my parents walked over to the door, and I saw a clear image of his face~~
~after the dancing~
He won again!
I knew he would.
~present time~
Another win, by the one and only Haru, I said to myself, as I watched the TV. He stepped down from the stage, but before he walked out, he grabs a microphone, and says, "I will be going to one town to pick one person, I shall teach to dance as well as me, and I will make them win state, just like me," he says. I inhale some​ of my tea on accident, because of the image of me dancing with Haru in my head. I then cough on my tea.
He then says which one he's going to.....AND ITS MINE!!!!
I gasp, set my cup on the counter, and listen even closer. It's held at the city's dance studio! And it's on Friday. Today's Saturday.
I'm not rich....So I don't think I can go.....
I then....Give up on my dreams....
~time laps~
Haru walks into the studio as I just stay outside. I just wanna dance when he leaves.
When the auditions end, girls run out and fangirl over him. I wait for Haru to walk out so I can get in and dance, with nobody watching.
He walks out with a bunch of guards and I walk in.
  I do a little faithful dance I've been trying to learn. I hear clapping in the background. I turn and see Haru at the entrance. My face goes red and my palms get sweety. "H-haru..."
He smiles then walks over to me. "That was great," he says. "T-thank y-you," I say.
"You might actually​ be the one," he says. My eyes widen and I melt on the inside.
     

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