I got home and pulled out a notebook and a pen and wrote.
Things I hated:
One, failing grades.
Second, dancing.
And third,
what I hated the most,
Insensitive, entitled, stuck-up pricks.
I even doodled Minhyuk's face on the third one, embellished with devil horns and the fork trident thingy.
I threw the pen and paper as I screamed my heart out. As soon as I finished my outburst, I dropped to the bed contemplating.
My pride tells me to just give this whole act up, I know for sure I'm not going to become dance competition material.
But my pride also wants to shove my achievements into Minhyuk's face.
I chose the latter.
I tell you, I was *this* close to giving up on my grades and the whole competition. But now I was driven by rage. I ain't giving up just because of that swell-headed boy. I'll show him, and in the process get me good grades!
I got up from my bed determined. And oh boy, rage is the best motivator. I started practicing, envisioning how Minhyuk danced. If I can't dance my own way, I can perhaps copy him. That I did, and may I add, successfully. It's not as good as I hoped but at the very least, I was presentable.
Just you wait Minhyuk, when I show up tomorrow, you won't have the right to make fun of me! I looked to the clock and realized 'tomorrow' was today already. I only had hours to sleep and usually I'd be sad but I was just too excited to show him what I've got.
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Mr. Rude & Ms. Two Left Feet
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