Ivory's P.O.V.
It's been a few days since I've physically seen Mark, but we have been texting. Knowing that he's a trainee for a boy band made me not want to just latch on to him in that way of liking so I decided to drown myself into our competition. I've practically lived in the music hall relying on Professor Johnson to help me with his expertise knowledge. Currently, I'm in a practice room with Johnson singing "Stay With Me," a song I created a while ago. "Now what you want to do is.. make this a 6 chord for the young pop music listeners. It gives the-" He spoke before being interrupted by Ava , rushingly putting her book strap on her shoulder. She rushingly, adjusts her bra strap with a loud popping sound. "I'm sorry I'm late I got caught up with
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"Well, Um, Were just digging into chord progression if you're ready, you can start with what you remember.." He says twirling his pencil trying to distract himself from the awkwardness. We were coming to a conclusion about the song and finally we mapped it out. Something wasn't right I could tell that Ava was distracted. But the question is what was distracting her. I need her on her A' game.
After Practice
"Why were you late?" I asked a tad bit upset. "Welll. You know that guy I was talking to at the club? Well we kinda sorta.." I trailed. I bucked my head up at the last part of her sentence. "Kinda sorta WHAT?" I ask, giving a deadly stare. "We..Uhh...-" she says scratching the back of her head. "Fuckin..."Hansol said nonchalantly, walking up behind the wall. "Really? I thought you said he was a douche??" I asked really upset that she let this ultimate