Hey captain. I chirped when I saw him sitting in the corner, wiping the dripping sweat from his face.
Twenty minutes already passed so I decided to get back in. He looked up and automatically smiled as he realized it was me.
Hey to you too, captain. His smile widened as he said that. He then patted the space next to him so I gladly sat beside him.
How's the first day so far?
It's pretty tiring. Lots have potentials, but still have to work on some aspect of the game. But all in all, it's fun. He said, looking at the pile of guys shooting balls from either side of the gym.
What about your squad? I'm thinking they find it too hard to reach your expectations. You're too much of a perfectionist, eh? He then looked at me with a silly smile on his lips.
Hah! You bet! I just wanted everything to flow smoothly.
Don't be too hard on them. You don't know how it feels when you're trying so hard to get what you want, but then you just get slapped on the face for not doing so great.
Whoever said about me slapping somebody at the audition? Atleast not there. I added mentally.
Nobody did. I was just speaking metaphorically okay? He sighed then looked blankly at the floor. It's just like working so hard to get someone's attention, but you only get ignored in the end. He paused then looked straight into my eyes. He stared for a few more seconds then chuckled. Oh, why am I telling you this like you can relate to me? You never experienced that. You always get what you wanted Queen Bee.
You know not a thing about that, James.
Oh, really huh? He challenged, looking more amazed than he already is. Tell me whatever it is that you really wanted but never had?
I stared into him like forever. How can someone be so dense like this guy? Ugh. Cliche. Lead roles are always the last to know about important things.
It's--
James! Someone shouted from the court, cutting me off but somehow continuing whatever I needed to say. C'mon! Let's restart! Coach Vince said, eyeing the guys who aimlessly throw the balls into the air.
Yeah wait up! Just a minute! He shouted back then returned his attention to me. You were saying?
Forget it. I said, rising to my feet. I need to get back to my team and see what the developments are.
Uh, okay. He stood up, looking puzzled but dared not to push the topic. See you around. He smiled then I started to walk towards my waiting squad.
Wait, Jas! He called up so I looked back at him. Remember what I told you. Don't be too hard!
Yeah sure! I shouted back, which made him smile. He waved at me then sprinted to his own team. I won't be too hard on them, James. Except for one. I smiled as a plan came up on my mind.
are about as real as an air guitar
So watch your back
Cuz imma steal your car
You better run run run run run
Cuz there's gonna be some hell today
You better run run run run run
And that's the only thing I'm gonna say, hey
Any improvements? I asked Kat as I reached their place.
Well yes. Some are still finding it hard to memorize the steps but the others are pretty much okay. She answered without breaking her gaze away from these dancing people.
Uh, Lia. Can I tell you something? She looked at me then understood right away whatever message was hidden in my tone. She walked towards me then I told her my little plan which she agreed right on.
Alright girls listen up. Lia started as she turned off the player. We'll divide you into three to see how far you've gone into memorizing the steps in a short time. We'll comment about your performance and if we get satisfied, you're in. If not, you have until Friday, to prove to us your worth. That is, if you're brave enough to even come back here after hearing our comments. So, goodluck.
Lia and Kat started grouping them while I sat and fixed my eyes on Yza, who is obviously having a hard time on a certain step as another girl was teaching her.
I used to think that it was cool
You took me down just like a Rob Boy
But now I'm coming next to you
Comments started pouring in after the first group's performance. Yza's group came around at number five and when they were finished, Lia and Kat commented on the two other members of the group.
As for you Yza, you look like a turd. Honestly. Everyone laughed at my comment while Yza kept her head bowed down. Your moves don't just fit in. You're like a stick being waved from left to right. And nothing more. I can't even see a future of you becoming an asset to this squad. But more like of a liability. I suggest you join some other clubs, Okay? Bye.
She gathered her things then as she walked away, I called her back.
Oops Yza, I think you dropped something.
She looked around to see if she really did. What? Where? She asked timidly, still looking around.
Your face.
I smirked.
Yza's face turned beet red as everyone in hearing range roared in laughter, making her ran as fast as a raging bull outside the gym, her safety zone. She even bumped into someone but never looked back. Poor kitty.
