"Sana-ya, get yourself together!", a scold was heard echoing in the practice room.
"I'm sorry, Momo. It won't happen again.", the pink haired girl apologised. Guilt were written all over her face.
Momo lowered herself down to meet Sana's eyes. Her hand went patting on the pink locks.
"Sana, you made the same mistake twice. The choreo should start with swaying your hips to the left first, not the right one.", the raven haired woman said in a soft voice.
"One last practice and if you don't mess up, we'll wrap it up for today.", said the older one in the room.
"No, Sana! Not like that!", Momo became strict again. Of course Sana is her bestfriend, but making the same mistake over and over isn't something in Sana's nature. And Momo was weirded out by it. She was worried. The dance competition is in 2 days and Sana still can't get a hold on it.
"Here, I'll demonstrate it again."
And so Momo demonstrated the dance again, the music was a little too sensual and the dance is, too.
Starting from a sexy body wave, to hips swaying and some twerking were involved, Sana gulped. This was exactly the reason she couldn't get herself together. Momo was just too seductive and Sana was weak. That's the problem with the dance duo.
"Okay, one last time. Don't mess up, I wanna go home early.", the dancing machine instructed. And after what it seemed like 5 times, Sana finally got it right.
Momo applauded her friend and wrapped Sana in a hug.
"See, now this is you Sana! That's my girl.", Momo complimented and Sana could feel her cheeks heated up from the compliments and also, the warm hug she was in.
"That's it for today! Don't worry, tomorrow is our last practice and the next day is the competition then we're free from any pressure!", Momo patted the pink haired girl's back. She knew her bestfriend a little too well. She's nervous. But she also knew that wasn't the only problem. There's something bothering her and Momo can't figure out what it was. But she just let it slide.
****
The day had came. The day both the Japanese had been looking forward to. The day of the competition.
"We can do this, Satang!", the raven haired girl had Sana's hand in hers, squeezing it lightly.
"Our last contestant for today, please welcome HIRAI MOMO and MINATOZAKI SANA!", the emcee called them.
Both the japanese girls exchanged a nod before entering the stage with a cartwheel. The crowd was roaring upon watching the entrance ceremony of both dancers. The music then changed to the sensual music and both the girls nailed the performance.
The audience were standing and giving big applause due to the excellent performance.
They bowed to the audience before walking back to the backstage.
"Sana, you did very well! I'm proud of you!", Momo said, placing her hand on Sana's shoulder.
"Did I?"
"YES! You didnt make any mistake and your moves were flawless!", endless compliments were coming out of Momo's mouth. And it made Sana's cheek turn pink.
"Do you think we can win?", Sana cautiously asked.
"I'm not hundred percent sure, there's many good competitors but it would be great if we make it to the top 3."
