Oh, hey guys! Yes, this is another story- I couldn't resist and I've been thinking about publishing this story for a while now. It's the perfect time to do it because later I won't get time at all to publish it. And you know me-it's a pearlshipping story. Entire story's told in Dawn's POV.
K now enough blabbering, let's get it on with. I do not own Pokémon
The crowd roared in excitement and applauded cheerfully over the performance I just did. I smiled with satisfaction as I did my final pose, with my two arms in the air. The stage lights beaming on me made me even sweatier. I had been dreaming about this for ages. I looked in the audience to see my own mother giving me a standing ovation. After the cheering subsided, I went backstage where I met May.
"Dawn, you were amazing!" She told me as she hugged me. "I know you're gonna win." She said enthusiastically.
I smirked as I looked towards him. He looked shaken up after my performance; but he still had that determination and arrogance in his eye. This is what I've wanted exactly. It was time to show him what I'm made of. He then diverted his eyes towards me and then quickly turned away, probably to avoid me. I was glad to wipe that smirk off his face.
"Let's now call on our contestants on the stage as we announce our winner." The MC announced.
I had been waiting for this day passionately. I held my head high to hear the winner as the MC took the paper out of the envelope in her hand. I was shaking and sweating a little. If I didn't win…then what was the point? I had to prove myself to him and everyone else here. I looked to my right, where May was and gave me a thumbs up. I then looked to my left where he was and gave me a thumbs down while smirking. He was so sure of himself and I despised him more than ever.
"The winner of the Dance-Off 2014 is…" The MC began and then paused to keep us in suspense. I had worked too hard to lose now. I took a deep breath and held hands with May. My heart was beating out of my chest and I couldn't wait any longer.
Surely my determination and hard work were going to pay off. I wouldn't even be on this stage if I didn't want to prove myself. I can remember how I ended up like this from the start…
Six Months Ago
My mother dropped me off at my brand new school in Unova: Unova High. I never had that much of an interest in school; my only interests were in the extracurricular activities. My mom told me that these kinds of things never gain anything and that I should focus on m education. I agreed education was important, but it could drive you crazy at times. We would always have little arguments about this at home and she never understood my one true love-dancing.
Dancing was my passion and my dream. In fact, I've wanted to become a professional dancer since I was four. I even had my childhood videos when I used to dance in my birthday parties, which was a laugh because at that time, I didn't know how to dance. But then, I gradually got into it and ever since then I had become hooked.
My eyes were focused on the amazement of the school and in one glace, I was impressed-so impressed I didn't even know where I was going. I felt myself falling on the floor when someone bumped into me.
"Alright, who's the loser that bumped into me?" The voice said.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to, it was an accident." I said, defending myself.
"No one bumps into Ash Ketchum!" He proudly said. I stared at him. He didn't even offer to help me up. Before I could retort, he walked away.
"Oh, the nerves of that guy!" I said, grumbling to myself while finding my locker. A brunette was standing in front of me with her mouth wide open.
"Excuse me, you might wanna close your mouth. You could catch flies." I said.
"Did I just see you talking to The Legend?!" She asked. I cocked an eyebrow.
"The Legend? You mean Ash?" I asked.
"He's known as The Legend. He's the best dancer in this school. He's even won 5 times in a row." She said, fan-girling a little.
"Ok, I have no idea what you're talking about." I simply said, opening my locker.
"Oh, sorry. Well in this school, there's a number of clubs that you could enter and I'm in the dance club-so is Ash. Now the fun part is that at the end of dance club, a competition is held to see who's best! Ash has won 5 times. He's a role model for all future dancers." She explained and I got more interested.
"Dance club, eh? Well, that's interesting. Though, I couldn't imagine Ash being that good. From what I think, he's so full of himself." I said, taking out my books.
"Well, I don't know about that. But what I do know, is that he's such an awesome dancer! Nobody could beat him ever. He's not called The Legend for nothing, 'ya know!" She winked. I wanted to see how good this kid was. This could be my opportunity to show my mother how good of a dancer I am and prove myself to her.
"Hello?" She waved at me.
"Oh, sorry. Well, expect me at the dance club this evening." I told her.
"Really? You're gonna join?" She asked, looking shocked.
"Not only am I gonna join, but I'm gonna knock the socks of The Legend when I beat him at that competiton." I said.
"Wow-I've never seen anyone so determined to beat The Legend before. Good luck!" She said.
"Thanks." I said, smiling.
May was her name and she definitely fancied Ash. She was definitely sweet to talk to and we became pretty good friends. I then began to notice the posters on the walls. "The Legend" was literally on the walls and I couldn't believe how popular he became. I despised him-not because he's popular but because he's so full of himself. I needed to show him that I could prove myself to him and my mom.
After classes, which were pretty dull and boring, I finally signed up for dance club and then I walked into the class. I saw May over there and she directed me over to her direction. She greeted me to all her friends.
Zoey was a cute, redhead and her dancing style was hip-hop. I guess she was sort of this cool, sweet girl who always listened to music. There was also Kenny, who was short and kind of annoying to be around with since he teased people a lot. His dancing style was punk. Then there was Barry, who seemed to be loud, cranky, and careless at times, He always cracked funny jokes. His dancing style was-well, I don't really know.
Apparently, Ash had his own group of "cool kids." Drew was the ladies' man trying to get every girl's attention. He would constantly flick his hair to make girls fall for him or even wink his eyes at them, not to mention, show off his dance moves. Gary was quite similar to Drew, only except he was lazy and sort of annoying. And of course, it was led by the big head, Ash.
"Welcome to dance club, everyone. We hope you have a good start throughout this year-we'll always be doing different kinds of lessons each day you're here. And as you know, at the end, there will be a competition to decide who's best." The instructor explained.
"We all know who's best. It's me of course." Ash said, boasting again. I simply rolled my eyes.
"Well anything can happen this year, Ash. Now c'mon, everyone, let's start off today's lessons with some stretches." The instructor said. Everyone moaned in frustration.
"C'mon, get up! Get up, you lazy children. How will you guys survive if you don't keep up? Let's go!" The instructor said more enthusiastically.
The class then got up and we got up to the front of the class. We stretched our arms, legs, and even did some build up exercises to strengthen our muscles and bones. I didn't even realize that Ash was right next to me.
"Oh, you're that girl that bumped into me earlier." He said, trying to bring up small talk.
"And you're The Legend." I said.
"The Dancin' Legend is more appropriate." He said.
"Yeah? I bet you're not even that good of a dancer." I said.
"Please, you're just an amateur." He said with a smirk.
"I've been dancing since I was four. I'm the real talent here." I scoffed.
"Really? Did I mention I've never lost?" He said.
"Did I mention that I'm gonna be the future winner?" I shot back. He looked at me.
"Is that a challenge I hear?" He asked.
"Yeah, it is. I'm gonna show you what talent really is. You'll be impressed with me; trust me. You're just a phony out there." I said to him.
"How would you know? You're new here to me." He said.
"I've seen guys like you. They're all fake, like you and I can't stand it. So I'm gonna show you what I'm made of. Remember that." I said, confidently. He chuckled.
"Bring. It. On." He said.
Ok, that's the first chapter everyone! What do you think? Is it lame or awesome? Should I continue? And I can handle four stories-it's not too much, right? Right?!
If I do continue, it'll be a while before the next chapter, but please tell me what you think by reviewing this. It really motivates me! :D
Bye guys..until next chapter.
