CHAPTER 8

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I was trying to lost Kris way from me then I suddenly felt there's something painful in my legs.

I end up here in dead end place between this two abandoned building.

I started to cry when I felt so much pain on my legs. Then i did'nt know that Kris was infront of me smirking at me.

He suddenly grab me with my shirt.

"Please let me go, Kris! Please!" I screamed when my legs started to give up like I have no bones to stand up.

Hey! Stand up! He demanded on me while i was lying on the corner.

Then i force myself to stand up I dont want him to think that Im weak!

"Let me go, Kris!" I beg on him.

"I would never let u go until your group lost on our  next "STREETDANCE COMPETITION".

"Are u kidding me? I can't let my friends lost!" I defend on him.

"So u really want to win? Then I cant let u off this time, right? He whispers in my ears.

Okay, okay! I surrender! I shout on him irritatedly while I was raising my two arms like a criminal.

That's good! Keep your promise If u dont want me to do this with u again or maybe I'll do this with your friends!~~~~~ Kris

"I always keep my words Kris!" I answered to him

"Okay, go!" Chris pointing my way to run.

Then I take a chance to get away from him but I can't run, I just walk.

Hey! What happened to your legs??? He shouted on me while I was getting away from him.

It's none of your business okay?  What u say to me before was useless, because I will definitely assure you that I'll lose because of this damn legs!!  I answer to him while I'm crying.

He look so clueless when I take a glanced at him.

Then I suddenly felt my sight is turning round and round, then I blackout.

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