Monday
12:30 amso today I am kid free but still have to go to my college class students. The college I am going to is Miyagi, I heard the twins when there but that was a year ago so they most likely already graduated.
I'm in my car right now on my way to Miyagi blasting "No Role Modelz by J Cole"
" I don't want no bitch from reality shows
Out of touch with reality hoes
Out in Hollywood bringin' back 5 or 6 hoes
Fuck em' then we kick em' to the door" I screamed at the top of my lungs not seeing all the college kids staring. 💀I finally looked to the side to see that I was already here with all the kids looking at me.
'yall never see anyone sing their heart out?' I got out of the car making my way to the gymnasium since thats where we meet up most of the time"who's she" a boy whispered to his friends
"I think she's the dance choreographer" he whispered back
"well she's hot" I looked at him with a monotone face still walking to the gym
a/n here okay so btw you're wearing this:
(i thought it was cute but if you don't like it you can change it 🦖)
I finally got to the gym to see my class waiting there for me since I'm late most of the time.
"welcome sensei" one of my students said opening the door for me
"hello onishi" I hugged to slightly taller boy
I walked fully in to the gym
"hello ladies and gentlemen" I waved to everyone"hey sensei" they said in unison
"okay let's get down to business, we're still working on the choreography we did last week, we're going to redo it for all the people that forgot" I said jumping a little to pump myself up
I walked to the center of the gym with four of the starting girls.
we took out starting positions:
the dance came to an end. I heard the door open behind us causing everyone to look that direction 💀 (its a glassdoor)
I turned around to see a familiar face.
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