Getting Gokundera alone was harder than you expected. He was always hanging around with that no-good tsuna.
As you watched them leave together you decided you'd have to find another time to ask him to help you. Waving goodbye to everyone you headed to the dance studio. Only there was one problem, it was locked. There was no sign on the door but after angry shoves and twist of the handle you were sure it had been locked.
"Fuck" you mumbled as you feel to the floor and figured out what to do. That dance studio was the only space you had to practice. Without it you'd have nowhere to rehearse . . . the slow feeling of defeat trickled down you as you knocked your head against the door in anger.
"Oi what the hell do you think you're doing" A strange voiced called from above you.
"What the hell does it look like idiot!?" You replied looking up to see the one and only Gokundera .
"Well can you get out of my way woman, I need in there!" He shouted pointing at the dance studio door.
"You can't." You mumbled picking up your bag and yourself from the floor.
"Tcch , like you're gonna stop me. You're a nothing but a scrawny little girl." His voice was less angry now taking on a more patronising tone.
Scrawny?! Did he just call you scrawny? Sure years of ballet had left you with a slim toned figure, but scrawny never!
"Now you listen here asshole! The only scrawny one here is you and no I'm not trying to stop you getting in the damn thing is locked, alright? L-O-C-K-E-D! So good luck getting in!" With that you turned on your heels and stormed out.
Gees what were you thinking, trying to ask that guy to help would be a nightmare! The bloody arrogance of that boy! He may be the best piano player around but that doesn't give him the right to act like a . . . fucking . . . arghh!
Words escaped you as you tried to calm down. Like it or not this guy was your only hope at winning the competition. You let out a loud sigh and struggled with yourself. It was a matter of pride over more pride.
Just as you were about to turn around and apologise Gokundera pulled up behind you.
"Oi woman , why is it locked?!"
It was more of a statement than a question but you weren't going to pass up the chance to keep this guys attention.
"I don't know , I found it like that." You replied
"Well who locked it then?"
"Dunno" you shrugged. "Why do you want in there anyway?"
" I left me sheet music in there. . . " He mumbled rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "N-not that it's any of your business woman!"
You chuckled. Geez this guy got worked up easily.
"So you're a pianist then?" You said , acting coy.
"Maybe , What's it to you!?" He seemed to be getting defensive.
"Well" you said clasping your hands behind your back and pushing out your chest slightly. " I happen to be in great need of a pianist such as yourself." Batting you eyelashes you glanced at him flirtatiously.
He paused. "Why are you doing that?"
"Doing what?" You replied innocently.
"Batting your eyelashes like a fucking bird!" He retorted in an irritated manner
" I'm just blinking. Geez are you always so pedantic!" Fuck it's like this guy was bloody oblivious to the charms of a girl.
"I''m not pedantic you're just weird!"
Damn , it seemed you'd have to go for a different tactic if you wanted his attention. Maybe something a bit more obvious? Taking initiative you gently placed you hand on his arm. "What I need is a big strong pianist like yourself to help me out , would you?"
"W-wha" His eyes seemed transfixed on your arm." D-d-don't touch me woman!" He arms jerked out from your grasp. Your move hadn't paid off and you were getting angry now. Did this guy just not understand how to treat a lady when she requests something?
Unable to keep your anger in you began shouting.
" Look you big idiot I just need someone to help me find a classical piece and practice with so if you don't help me out I'm gonna lose the eastern japan ballet competition and she's gonna win and everyone will think she's the best when she'sreallynoti'mwaybetternadipractisemoreideserve -" You're words had become a mush of noises as tears had started falling from your eyes. Damn it! All you wanted was to be the best , to prove to everyone that you were the best dancer in japan , neigh the world. But how could you do that if you couldn't even enter a regional competition.
Gokundera was staring now." Uh look I uh . . . geez woman are you always like this?" He began searching in his bag and eventually produced a very beaten up packet of tissues.
You graciously accepted his tissues and began wiping your eyes. "S-sorry" you muttered.
Gokundera sighed. "You can't just . . unload on people like that! Geez if it means that much I'll help you pick out a piece. But that's it alright! I aint getting involved in any of that fancy prancing shit!"
" Perfect! I'll see you back here tomorrow 3:30 sharp!" With that you grinned and happily skipped out of the school.