FRAT LINE|Year 2&3-KNJ✔️

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A week back on campus and Malia is sweating and out of breath. She's laid out on the carpet of their living room, staring at the ceiling. Her and Camryn have been going over choreography for the last hour. Coach Netta said that it's their week to 'shake some tail' so she's making them come up with choreo.

It's not a problem. It's never an issue at all. Except Midas made the mix this time and as some sort of challenge for both the dance team and himself, it's a little more hype than usual. Coach Netta and Tammy heard it first and gave the okay for him to send it to Lia and Cam.

Malia has beef with all of them at the moment.

"I feel like you should go from left to center. You're the Co Captain. I think you should finish us off for this one." She tells Camryn.

"Malia, I love you. I do. But the amount of bucking and ass shaking I'm doing, Midas gonna be glaring at everybody in the gym."

"No, he is not. You know he loves watching you dance. I feel like it makes him happy to see us dance to his songs. You specifically, obviously."

"It does. He gets really prideful about it. Last time, he posted the focused version of it on Instagram and his Twitter. He gets happy but that doesn't mean he doesn't fuck me up about it later."

"Well, that's different." Malia says, catching the innuendo. "I don't know how that works in their heads, but it does. He know you not going nowhere. He just a lil.. psychologically underdeveloped."

Camryn starts cracking up. "Girl, just say he crazy 'cause what?"

Malia laughs with her. "We all know Midas bent but it's not too bad. He not bashing out car windows or nothing like that."

"Right. He just throwing my birth control into lakes and tryna fight 40 year olds for looking at me."

"He did what?" Malia tilts her head and blinks at her. "Why?"

Camryn shrugs. "I guess his uncle kept looking at me during Thanksgiving dinner and he asked him to stop but he didn't. He was drunk and said something about me being exotic and Midas told him to step outside the house. I didn't hear exactly what he said but it was enough for Midas's dad to tell his brother to leave and not come back. His mom had to literally drag him out of the dining room."

Malia eyes widen as she listens to Cam. "So everybody's break was just drama, huh?"

"What happened on yours?" Camryn asks with scrunch eyebrows.

"Girl. Too damn much. The damn Dean showed up to Namjoon's house and dinner with us.

"What? How the fuck?"

"Long story short. Remember that boy I told y'all that did that bullshit my senior year?"

"Yeah."

"Apparently, that's the Dean's nephew."

"What?!"

"That's what I said!" Malia exclaims as they stand up. They start pushing the living room back together, giving up on practice for now.

"But wait. Why was he in the house?"

"Because Mrs. Kim invited him as a thank you for making sure Joon kept his scholarship and I didn't get kicked off the team."

"Ooohhh... that was nice of her."

"It was. He's really nice. I like him. He talked to me and Joon after dinner and apologized if it felt weird to us. Namjoon was kinda glaring at him and I don't know what the hell his problem is."

"You know how boys get about their moms."

"It was a thank you dinner." Malia rolls her eyes. "It's not like he's tryna get with her."