IU's POV

As I led the boy of my dreams, well he is now the boy ok my dreams! Why because I said so!!! Duh. In my oh so wonderful Lucy Sushi costume. Which might I add is hotttttttttttttttttt!!!!!!!!!!

Why didn't I take the offer to change when he asked me? Oh ya because I didn't want him to see me (wait did that even make sense?) Yes, yes it did!

Alright back to what I was saying. So apparently after he changed into his sweats which let me tell you made him look all the more scrumptious. He was wearing I guess a black beater and black baggy sweat pants.

Dies of happiness!!!

I was taking him back to his class which he said he forgot the way to go. Sure the academy is big but to get lost to JYP's class was laughable that man makes sure his class is known!

"Miss Sushi? Miss Sushi?"

Oh oh, here I go again with the spacing off!

"Um...yes?"

"Are you going to tell me your name?"

"My name?"

"Yes your name."

Name name can't tell him my name!

"I like it when you call me Miss Sushi. Yah Miss Sushi sounds just fine. Call me that. Oh look it's your class!"

I pointed quickly to the room. And in an instant I was gone. Vanished vamosed or whatever they say.

As I made my way back to the hall I realized something! My class right now is dance training aka JYP's class aka the boy of my dreams aka the boy I still haven't gotten his name!

"Aish!!!"

Must hurry and get changed and get to class.

After changing into my sweatsuit I rushed back to JYP's classroom.

"Seonsaengnim, I'm sorry for arriving late! I got held up."

I scratched the back of my head.

Then I heard the most horrible thing that could be said to me while "he" is here. "Held up? More like stuck, what the door ain't big enough for you lard..."

"Jessica if you even remotely finish that sentence you will be expecting to go to the head masters office!" JYP said.

"Now students today we will be seeing how each other performs. In other words you all will be having an individual performance this entire week!"

All you could hear were aganizing grunts from all the kids who didn't even wish to be here.

"First why don't we start with our newest student from abroad. Wooyoung!"

It's him, it's him and now I know his name: Wooyoung.

As the music started to play the realization took over me that this was no ordinary boy (which I'm totally in love with) he was an amazing dancer. Popping, ing, housing, jerking, stomping, hell even voguing he had it down. Obviously he was a major bboy at heart.

"Wonderfull Wooyoung! Next we will have our latest enterence come to the stage."

Latest enterence? I looked around the room only to notice that the entire class was stairing at me. Some with a smirk, some all ready in a fit of giggles, while the rest didn't even bother to care.

As I made my way to the stage I now noticed all eyes on me even Wooyoung!

Talking to myself now: Okay IU this is it! THIS IS REALLY IS IT!!! *Slaps cheeks to prepare myself*

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Alright all my subscribers and silent readers! Although I have yet to recieve many comments I'm still greatful for the ones that I do have. But please do comment! I love reading what all my readers have to say.

Chansung: Oh O she's mad!

atebwithab: No I'm not just tired from seeing a crying mad Minho from not enough comments!

Minho: Why do they not say anything why?

atebwithab: Don't cry Minho it will get better.

Writer stops and realizes something.

atebwithab: Minho why are you even sad? Your not even in this fic?

Minho: But I could be! It's not like you completed the story yet!

atebwithab: Aish whatever! Well readers hope you enjoy the latest update!