*DAY OF WORLD OF DANCE COMPETITION*
HARPERS POV
5:30 am Saturday morning:
My alarm went off and I grabbed my phone off the charger. I had a text from Avery and some other random number. That's strange, Avery hates me.
From Avery:
You ready?
Unknown number:
Yah😈
Avery:
You know what to do right?
Unknown Number:
Yah.
Avery:
Good. Let's see who wins this competition now😏
End of group chat.
I knew they sent that to me on purpose, they want to make me scared before I even perform. But really, I'm not. I've been sabotaged many times but I have never gotten hurt, disqualified, or lost.
I'm strong, I don't let little armatures win. If you don't know what World of Dance is, it's a worldwide hiphop competition.
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After Fikshun was done with his performance, everyone cheered and the host welcomed me onto the stage. "Wow! Give it up for Fiiikkklsshhuuuuunnnn!" Screams and applause filled the room. "Here comes the one and only Harper Siillllkkkkkk!" And again, the crowd cheers. I saw Avery in between the wings, giving me an evil glare. "Fuck off" she mouthed. The music started and I started popping, the crowd goes wild once again. I continued with my dance but the music stopped, typical.
The audience murmurs to each other, probably thinking that my performance was a peace of shit. Avery walks onto the stage with a microphone and starts to speak. "I'd hate to interrupt your performance but there are faithful dancers waiting for their turn. They don't need someone who doesn't deserve the stage to waist their time." She said. "What are you talking about I deserve this as much as anyone performing tonight." I was getting frustrated, what is she trying to do? "Do you? Do you really? Okay let me say something. Harper here, has tried to sabotage my performance. I have her phone right here. Here are the texts she sent her friend Meghan. It says clearly "So we are gonna cut the music, and drop a light onto her head. She will never be able to go through the competition then." She read from my phone. "I would never do anything like that in my entire life." I scoffed. She called Shane, the host over to come look at my phone to prove it. "She's right. I'm sorry Ms. Silk, we are going to have to ban you from all World of Dance competitions." He told me. I snatched my phone out of his hands and ran off the stage as everyone booed me. I ran behind the wings and kept running until I bumped into someone. "Are you alright?" He extended his hand out to help me up. "Yah I'm fine." I said. "No you're not, you're crying." He said. I sat down and he sat down with me. "Tell me all about it." He wondered. "Some girl sabotaged me by getting into my phone and made a fake message conversation about me and some girl named Meghan that I don't even know saying that I was gonna sabotage her. Now I'm banned from all World of Dance competitions." I replied. He looked into my eyes with sorrow. He took off his shirt and gave it to me to wipe my tears and smeared mascara off my face. "Thanks" I smiled. I stared at his body for a bit, he had a 6pack and toned arms. I couldn't see his back since his back was facing the wall, bummer. I saw him smirk which made me blush. "So that girl, do you know her?" He asked. I sighed. "Yah, we used to be best friends. We'd do everything together, but she said I liked dance more as a friend than her. Then she called me a Stuck up Betty Bunhead bitch. Which ruined our friendship." I answered. "I'm sorry about that." He said. "Don't worry about it. It's in the past.". "I'm Jack by the way." He said, extending his hand for me to shake it. "Harper." I said. "Well I should get going, nice to meet you, and here's your shirt back." I handed him his shirt. "No keep it, to remember me. I live in LA and I go back tomorrow." He smiled. I smiled back and we went our separate ways. I was confused, he looked so familiar, I just can't remember.
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THANKSGIVING IS COMIN SOON! IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE BELOW FREEZING THIS WEEK HERE IN MARYLAND. UGH FML! ANYWAYS HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED THIS CHAPTER. LOVE YALL!
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