~~~Interesting team~~~

༼ つ ಥ_ಥ ༽つ let me hug that cute bean!! (Midoriya Izuku, Boku no Hero Academia)

"Keep walking through the storm. Your rainbow is waiting on the other side."

- Heather Stillufsen

Serena's POV

"What an asshole," Jackson sneered, I internally flinched.

"He is not," I whispered.

I immediately averted my eyes, the moment I thought he caught me speaking back to his reasonable insult.

"Shut up!" Taylor shouted and smacked him against his head.

"Okay," Nathan trailed off, averting his eyes off them to look at me." sorry if we scared you or made you uncomfortable. But as you can see our team is different, from our background to our styles we diverse. We don't do the same stuff, neither are we copy-cats or whatever."

"But that's not an excuse to act like total douchebags!" Taylor scowled. "we have a new member and you being members of this team is supposed to make her feel at home. Whether you like it or not."

"I guess I should've taken my bitchy attitude down today." Debora reasoned." Sorry, girl."

"Don't worry," I waved her off. "I guess being here at this time of the day, you can't help but feel like, you know, shit."

"Yeah girl, you get me!" Debora slapped me behind my back, I flinched but nevertheless awkwardly smiled at her.

Weak.

Then there was a little tense silence as though Jackson sat there staring at me with a look that I couldn't figure out the meaning of it, either way, it wasn't giving me any comfort, it gave me some weird déjà vu instead.

"If you keep looking at me like that, princess." He whispered, his smile crooked."I'll have to change my plans for you today."

"And you going to speak yet," Taylor spoke tapping her painted fingernails against the table, taking me back from the illusion. "We still have to begin, you know."

"What are you waiting for then?" He looked away and casually put his hands behind his neck. "I got nothing to say."

For a moment I thought that a dark aura was around Taylor and her eyes turned red. I'm sure that I hallucinated that, three reasons to blame. Sleep deprivation, hunger and Anime.

She grabbed him by the ear with her nails and whispered something that I was unfortunately just able to hear, "I'll cut that little thingy you've down there off and choke you with it."

She let go and Jackon, although not seemed intimidated, reposed himself and said looking me straight in the eye."I apologise."

"O-okay," I swallowed, immediately regretting it and looking away. "I-i mean, it's okay."

"But," he added, his tone changing a little threatening and serious." don't expect me to be or act friendly towards you, you are a team member and that's it."

What did I do?

"I agree, though," Ash walked in and I internally facepalmed at what he brought. "I rather had wanted you to be nothing to her."

"You really went to McDonald's?" I questioned him, furrowing my brow at him. "You could just bring me a sandwich from the cafeteria, you know."

"Yes." He stated, handing me the bag of whatever is in it."I said I was going to bring food and a sandwich isn't going to fill you up."

I rolled my eyes at him."Anyway, you're back fast. I didn't saw a McDonald's on the way we walked here. So do you have an explanation?"

"A few blocks back," He shrugged before grinning widely. "I got your favourite!"

I shook my head and opened the bag. With a straight face, I looked at him and took it out. "Oh haha, a happy meal. Really funny."

"It was the only thing they had especially for children." He mocked.

"Are you trying to make me annoyed?" I held back the overly short temper I have for this idiot. "because it's totally working."

"And I'm lovin' it." he grinned widely.

"No." I looked at him as serious as possible, which is hard to do with that contagious smile of his."Just no."

He pouted and used his fingers to lift the corners of my mouth, "Be happy Sere."

"What an idiot." Jackson scoffed.

Though, I wanted to comment on that he wasn't exactly lying. But I guess I have let out a short laugh, because of the kind of disapproving and disgusting look on his face.

"Really, Sere." He moaned."Don't laugh at him, you're encouraging him."

"Sorry," I apologized, composing myself and smile at him." can you please take a seat or go home and rest? I think they are all waiting for well a very long time."

With a small huff, he walked to the benches and sat.

"Okay," Nathan spoke, clapping his hand together. "Let's start. First, we'll already start stretching and warming up while you can eat your kids' meal."

I accidentally let out an unsatisfied groan.

Nathan and Taylor laughed and I turned away face burning, yet my fingers icy cold. Even Ash snickered and I mouthed to him, 'Shut up'.

"Then Taylor and Debora work on their duo-dance and Jackson you, try to improve your freestyle. And I will guide Serena for the rest couple of weeks."

"That's okay with you, right?" Taylor asked.

"I'm okay with i-" I responded.

"It's not like you've got another choice though." Jackson interrupted, standing up and walking to the right side of the room.

"Nobody asked you," Ash responded, looking up from his phone.

"Neither did they ask for you to speak, asshole." He spat.

"Then quit looking at me, pervert!"

"Y'all better shut the fuck up or I'll whoop your asses!" Debora roared.

And they stopped.

This is going to be very~ interesting.

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"Chicken nugget?" I offered Ash who was sitting beside me on the bench.

"If you are going to eat those that way, "He pointed at the skinless nugget in my hands. "then I don't want one."

"Your loss." I shrugged and bit in my nugget.

"That's not normal." He grimaced, but then reposed. "Feed me a fry."

"No," I said, turning my food away from him. "First you insult my way of eating and you've hands, feed yourself."

"It's true, you eat like a monster." He claimed with a straight face." Besides, I don't want to get my hands dirty and I need to finish some work on my phone."

"What a chick." He then after my retort, grabbed the small box with fries and took some. "Sauce?"

"Giv me som," he mumbled through a mouthful of fries.

I giggled and rolled my eyes. And I eat like a monster.

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"UGH!" I groaned loudly and plopped myself next to Ash on the bench.

To say that I'm tired might be one of the biggest understatement I made. I'm pretty much walking dead.

After Nathan explained and showed me what kind of routine and week plan, well 4 days instead of 5, I am going to have, which consist of;

- 2 hours discussing everyone's improvement, two times a week.

- 3 separate kinds of lessons (stiletto-, break- and modern dance) starting from next week every 4 days.

- 2 lunch breaks a day of 30 min. Time of freedom!

- 4-5 hours practice with The NG.

Looking at it in total I'm busy from 8:20 till 17:00-18:00 starting next week. And I still got work, taking care of Lady and well me-time.

"How am I going to do that?" I moaned in frustration and stared at the two words that caused an inner attack to occur.

Stiletto dance a.k.a dancing in high goddamn HEELS!

How am I going to pull this off I can't even WALK in them let stand DANCE!

And isn't it often to dance sexy in them?

"What now, ballerina?" I look up and immediately jump, startled by the closeness of Jackson's face."Is there a problem? Too much to handle, already?"

Yes, I can't walk heels and I am not sexy. Can't I take another class? Maybe jazz or ballroom-dance or even tapdance?

Stop nagging! They let you in their team and chose this for you. And this is how you would repay them by acting like an annoying little baby. Shut up and appreciate it. Nobody else would have done this for you!

"N-no,"I answer, while uncomfortably fidgeting in my seat. Feeling the immense pressure coming over me, suffocating me. Causing my heart to quicken and chilling feeling all over my body even though I'm sweating.

Not now, please! Not now!

I suddenly feel a great force stab me in my stomach, knotting starting to form. As if balloons being popped with a needle, over and over again. It hurts. But I try to force it down and hide my expression of pain.

"Dude! Back off!" Nathan pushed Jackson to the side causing him to fall down. "Give her some space!"

I didn't dare to thank him as if it would cause a bad reaction from Jackson, who stood up and just smirked with his hands in his pocket. "Just messing with her you know."

I took my eyes off the scene and glanced at Ash, who has been awfully quiet since I've been called. His back leaned against the wall while he was sitting, arms crossed, his head is bent down with his cap on.

"Ash?" I called out to him. It made my still racing heart not take it slow and my abdomen pain reduce when he didn't answer. Instead, it got worse and more painful as panic took over. "Ash?!"

At my frantic call for his name, Jackson and Nathan turned to us.

"What is it?" Nathan asked, yet I ignore it and reach for him.

When was the last time he took a breath? Could you choke on air leaning with your head down for a long time?

I shake him and thank the gods when I saw him shift. I breathe out in relief, "Ash, please don't do that."

No response, I bent sidewards to him and then felt a slight urge to both hit him and laugh.

The closed eyes and relaxed expression, the breaths that with slight difficulty come out of his mouth.

"Sorry, he's just sleeping." Both Jackson and Nathan looked at me if I'm from a different planet.

"Freak."

Jackson snorted," Wake his lazy ass up if that's preventing you from getting a heart attack, ballerina. Or is there a problem with that too?"

"Get lost, Jack!"