(*The next day; 6:31 P.M.; At the Idol's apartment*)
We're done with translating all the Idols' songs today, and we got it done earlier. Callie, Marie, Four, and Captain Cuttlefish were done translating their songs earlier than us. So they helped us out with translating Off the Hook's songs. We got to their place earlier because our homework was easier than yesterday.
"Okay, now we need a dress rehearsal, choreography, and flyers for the concert." Marie checked off. "I'll take care of the dress rehearsal!" Four stated. Eight declared "I'll take care of the flyer design then." Everyone stared at me, knowing that I have to take care of the choreography. "I can't dance, and can you call your choreographer?" I questioned the idols. "We'll try, Three." Marina responded. They all went into Callie and Marie's room, so they can call their choreographer.
After 10 minutes, they finally came out of the room. "Our choreographer is going to be off for the month and a half." Pearl announced to us. I yelled in disbelief "A MONTH IN A HALF?!?!? WHAT THE HECK!?!?!" The idols nodded. "I-I can't d-dance, and especially teach!" I lied to them. "We know you're lying. Plus, how do Midoriya, Uraraka, Iida, Todoroki, and Eri know how to use our weapons?" Eight interrogated me. She got me there since I taught them about the inkling culture. "F-fine, I'll do it! But don't blame me if I can't dance ." I informed them. I usually dance in my dorm room, because I didn't want anyone to make fun of me. It reminded me of when I first went to dancing class when I was five.
(*11 years ago; at Three's house; getting ready to go to dance class*)
"M-Mom, I don't want to do to dance class! I don't like to dance!" I told my mother. My mom yelled at me "YOU ARE GOING THERE NO MATTER WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT IT!!" I explained to my mom "I can't do anything I want to do! You make me do photoshoots every day! You even make me learn from home! Why can't I be like other kids?" "You're a special inkling, sweetie. NOW CAN YOU SHUT UP?!?!?" My mom yelled at me again, and she slapped me very hard that it left a bruise on my face. I cried on the floor and my mom dragged me to the car. "You're going to do dance every day at 4:30, okay?" My mom stated.
(*Present Time*)
"Why don't we have a day off tomorrow, guys, so we can get ready for our rehearsals?" Callie suggested. We all agreed, and Eight and I left. I felt like the memory of when I was getting ready for dance class was yesterday. It kept popping up in my head. "Three, are you okay?" Eight asked me. I responded with "I'm okay, thank you for asking, and you wanna go the store with me? I going to get a notebook for choreography plans." "I wanna go to!" Eight added. We both went to the nearest office supply store to get notebooks and pencils. Unsure about doing choreography for the idols, but I have to do it for them.