A/n: school has to be extra tough these last days. 😆
But i'm pushing through.
And try to write.
For you.
And i want to excuse if the story was too similar to gabiwrlds 'till now.
I'll write more of my own story in the rest.
This book shall not be a copy🤭
And please remember to vote and comment because
Feedback = motivation

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Author's pov

New Ninjago City       (3:17pm)August

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"May i sit here?"

As he hears that angle-like voice, he turns his head around. And there she stands. Y/n.

Her soft [hair length] [hair color] hair [flows around her/is styled perfectly] as ever, which underlines her angle-like look, together with her dancing outfit.

"S-sure", he answers a little flustered and trys to hide his blush.

Smiling the blue-loving-girl sits next to him.

"And, who're you watching?", she asks him, truly interested.

Lloyd is surprised as he hears her interest and he has no other words to describe her than with one: perfection.

"I'm watching my friend kai", he tells her, "and you? Don't you have dance training?"

"I normally do, yes. But today our cap has probably broken her leg and so we've no training until next week. Then are the try-outs for the dance team", she explains.

"There are try-outs for the dance team?", he asks her, a bit amused.

Smiling y/n playingly rolls her eyes. "Not directly 'try-outs' but more some log-in and get-to-know time. We don't really have try-outs. Almost everyone who wants can join us"

"That's cool", lloyd answered, staring at the girl. "And who are you here to watch?", he didn't want to know the answer. Because he feared, that y/n might like one of the boys ,who were running over the baketball pitch.

"Nobody in particular", y/n tells him shrugginng. "Rod asked me if i want to come and i got nothing else to do, so... yeah, i'm watching everyone"

Rod. He should have known. Lloyd couldn't deny, that he feels a sting in his chest. Is he jelous? But he has no reason to. It isn't like y/n is his girlfriend... even tough he wished she would.

The two sit there, watching the try-outs and chatting over some smalltalk.

'Can she get any more perfect?', lloyd thought.

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And y/n thought, "why didn't i talked to him earlier? He's really nice"