In It To Win(win) It

2. Disconnected

"Was it just me, or did anyone get a vibe of hatred from those women?" Mark asked the three of them as they were exiting the auditorium. He was referencing to the women who had attended them for the tryouts.

"Nope, you're right for once," Yuta answered him. "But all I cared about was whether we got in or not, which we did. No thanks to this dude for being late," he gestured towards Jaehyun.

"You know what, fuck you, Yuta, I hope you trip."

"I'm still waiting for my pizza." Yuta pulled out his phone, already on the safari app as he typed in their location. "The closest pizza joint is in-"

"Let's just eat at home, I want to sleep," Mark replied. He was, indeed, tired, so tired that he haven't even bothered to cover up his eye bags. "All in favor of dying, say I."

"I," Jaehyun said, earning a smack from Mark.

"You're stupid."

"At least I'm not failing physics-"

"Yuta's about to fail stats! Hit him-"

"Swear, don't touch me," Yuta warned. They really did bicker all the time. "And I'm not failing stats anyways! It's just-"

"Stupid? Like Jaehyun?"

"Yeah, sure."

"You know what, Yuta, buy your own pizza with your own fucking money."

"Only when you wake up on your own-"

"Hey, guys," Mark interrupted them. "When do we get the results of today? I didn't understand shit of what those women were saying."

"I think it's Saturday, when they post it on that one bulletin on campus," Jaehyun suggested. "I'm not really sure, to be honest."

"What-ever." Yuta stashed his phone back into his pocket. "I want a pepperoni and bacon pizza."

"Fuck. You."

***

The results were posted on the bulletin like Jaehyun said.

They accepted to perform, which they probably suspected, but it still left them surprised and shouting praises to each other on how they knew they could do it. Well, for a group of teens who always shout insults at each other, the praises only lasted for 2 minutes, but still.

The only bad news was that now they had to work harder.

Getting in the competition was the easy part (they just got stressed over everything to be honest.) The actual competition had many phases and steps so they had to memorize a whole set of dances just in case. And those were just the dances – they had to worry about the singing, the rapping, their fucking appearance, everything.

And, of course, be better than the rest.

That's why now it was going to be a lot tougher than how it has been these past couple of months. They had to really focus now. Not that Yuta hasn't been focusing. Of course not.

Their new schedule was to practice from 8 to 10 pm every other day. No more practices in the morning, thankfully, or else one of them was bound to screw up at least once a week.

Now if only he could raise his B- in Statistics, that would be great.

It was two weeks into their new schedule, already a Thursday, and there seem to be no issue so far. Recently, they were trying to come up with a choreography to Drippin', but they couldn't exactly find something to match the beat, so that was going to be their main focus today.