A seemingly fairytale romance between the two most powerful people in school was thought to be a match made in heaven because of their similarities.
Except that their similarities are the things that drive them apart.
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Once Monday morning hit, Danielle's sole focus was the results of the dance audition she'd pushed to the back of her mind for the weekend. Though her audition was sabotaged, the split second she did dance was immaculate as far as she was concerned. The other contenders didn't have a chance.
"I'm not saying dance is the only thing that matters, but it is," Danielle said to Dana and Billy before first period. "If I don't make it on the team, I will ruin Evelyn and her stupid friends."
"You go, baby," Billy said.
"Why would you not be on the team? Evelyn knows you would kill her if you weren't on," Dana said.
"She fucked up my audition for a reason!" Danielle exclaimed, angrily primping her hair in her locker mirror.
"She probably did it to fuck with you. I don't think it's that big of a deal," Billy reasoned. "Don't worry about it."
"Wow, suddenly I'm not worried anymore! Thanks!" Danielle commented, fake smile and all.
"Bottom line is you're just being dramatic like usual so calm down. You have nothing to worry about," Dana assured her. "There's more to life than a high school dance team."
"How dare you say that," Danielle gasped. "And to my face!"
"It had to be said," Dana shrugged. "See you lovebirds at lunch."
"With Robin?" Danielle teased.
"I dunno, if she wants," Dana responded. "Is she good enough for you?"
"She seems like she'll be hard to mold but she'll be fine," Danielle joked. "If you like her, I like her."
"Sure, Dani. See you." She walked away as the first bell of the day rang.
"Who's Robin?" Billy asked.
"No one important to you, honey. Let's go to class."
By the time fifth period rolled around, Danielle swore she was clinically insane. If Billy running around sweaty and shirtless couldn't calm her, nothing would.
"Harrington just ate shit, did you see that?" Billy laughed, joining Danielle on the bleachers for a water break. "That kid sucks at basketball."
"What kid?" Danielle asked, snapping back into reality.
"You're knee deep in those dance team results, aren't you?"
"More like nose deep. I can't breathe," she replied.
"I guess we'd better start planning Evelyn's murder," Billy said.
"You would murder someone for me?" Danielle sighed.
"Only for you."
"Now I don't wanna get in. You with blood on your face would be so hot."
