When Maya flies down to California from Canada, she is accepted into ImmaBeast Academy. A Dance school for most of the best dancers all around the world. As she enters into her dorm, she is suppose to room with her best friend but instead is accompa...
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Ok so right now it was break and I was literally freakingggg outtttttt. 1 because after break it was auditions. Auditions to be apart of the ImmaBeast team. 2 because Sean hasn't talked to me alllll dayyyyyy and I don't know why. And 3 cause in the closing ceremony I'm preforming with the others for Sean's asking out thing. I have no idea how it's gonna turn out now because he isn't talking to me. I'm breathing hard and my hands are shaking.
"Here take this. You need it" Kaycee gives me a water bottle and I quickly gulp it down.
"Hey. What's wrong?" Jay says sitting beside me. They all sit or stand around me.
"I am literally freaking out cause I don't wanna trash audtions and do horrible, and Sean isn't speaking to me. And I DONT KNOW WHY" I say in frustration and put my face in my hands.
"Ok well first off, your an amazing dancer. Your gonna nail auditions. And Sean is just probably not in a good mood. He'll be happy once you preform for him" Bailey says holding my hands and I look at her with a small smile.
"Thanks Bails. I needed that. But, he's talked to you guys all day" I say and they all look at each other and shrug. I groan and lean my head on the table. Soon enough we hear someone say it was time for auditions. As I get up I almost fall back down. Thank god Josh B caught me.
"Woahhhh ok Maya. Breathe and drink some water. You'll be fine" he pats my back and nod. We walk in and everyone is getting ready. People who are already on the team get to re-audition or help decide who should be on. I see Sean sitting on the stage steps talking with someone. Once the person leaves I take a seat beside him. He sees me and sighs.
"Sean. What's wrong? Did I do something?" I ask him. He just looks away avoiding the question.
"Lew Lew Charles" I call him by his nickname. That's what I called him the first day we met. I see him crack a smile showing his dimples. I smile and wrap my hands around his arms and lean my head on his shoulder.
