Sing 2 (Johnny x OC)

Chapter 9

"Thank you for choosing to drive with Royalty. All right. Bye-bye." The worker at the car rental greets. A look of shock takes over his face as he takes in the sight of the car Miss Crawly rented.

Yo, yo, yo, they wanna know

Who's that girl?

Uh, yo, yo, come on, come on...

"Oh, hello, young sir. Um, oh, yes, you'll-you'll be pleased to hear I did bring it back with a full tank." She says despite the fact that rest of car is completely totalled. Then the airbag hissed.
_____________________________________________

Johnny and I decided yesterday to get up early and practice our dance to avoid any problems with Klaus. I pulled up the choreography instructions on my phone and we watched it together.

"How does he expect us to do this if we've never danced professionally?" I say, getting frustrated already.
"No clue. He's such a weirdo!" Johnny sighs.
"Weirdo is an understatement." I say.

We try following the steps of the choreography for a good hour but we barely make any progress, still bumbling around like before.

"Okay, we're not making any progress with this. Do you want to take a break?" I say, slightly out of breath from what is supposed to be dancing.
"Yeah, I think that's a good idea." Johnny replies, in a similar state. I walk over to where I kept my water bottle, take a swig and then pull out my phone. When screen turns on, I feel my eyes widen in shock. The time reads 9.15 AM, practice started 15 mins ago. Damn it!

"Johnny! It's 9.15! We have to go, now!" His jaw drops in surprise before he quickly gather his things.
"Shoot! Klaus is going to kill us for this." We both rush out there, making a mad dash to the practice room.
"Let me make the excuse, I think it will sound more believable coming from me." We just arrived outside the practice room.

"And one, two, three, four, five, six, seven. And one, two, three, four, five, six, seven. And one, two, three, four, five, six, seven. And..." Klaus instructs as I open the door.
"Sorry we're late, Mr. Kickenklober. We were practicing all morning and just lost track of time." I say giving him an apologetic smile as Johnny walks in behind me.
"Oh, I thought maybe you had been involved in a terrible accident and we'd never have to see you again, but never mind." He mutters under his breath, turning away from us but I heard it.
"Excuse me? Why do you have to be so rude all the time?" I accuse, steam practically coming out of my ears.
He looks surprised for a second, but continues nonetheless.
"'Cause only when we suffer...can we be great." He says dramatically, then strikes one of his students with his cane. I just roll my eyes and go get ready, not having the energy to deal with him right now.
"Places, everyone! Ryan, you'll be playing his opponent in the climax of the scene." He pointed to a guy with dark hair, brown eyes and olive skin.
"Now...let's see if little Johnny has learned the steps." He taunts annoyingly. I can see how intimidated Johnny feels about this whole thing but he get's ready anyway.

Both Ryan and Johnny perform the choreography, Johnny still wobbling a little. It was all going fine they get to the manoeuvre where they have to stand and balance on the sticks. Johnny wobbles and falls, landing on his feet.
"Whoa. S-Sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry." He apologises, trying to find his balance again.
"Ow!" Klaus hits him with his stick for getting the moves wrong.
"Wrong." He says bluntly.
"Sorry." Johnny apologises again, clearly distressed.
"Again!" Klaus commands, so they start the routine again.

This goes on for seems like forever, little to no progress being made. This is going absolutely nowhere!

"Yuck! Again! Come on!" Klaus shouts again, not actually helping anything. We haven't even gotten to the duet yet, he's just focusing on Johnny. I notice the sun has already set. Practice should be finished by now.