You were beginning to get into new interests, new fandoms and new sports! One sport, in particular, being ice-skating! It was something fun, challenging, and would possibly make you famous! Like that would ever happen, hah!! Anyway. You were mainly inspired because of a famous skater being the countryhuman, Cuba. He is GREAT at skating and has won many, many competitions and tournaments. He was a star, is the short way to put it. A famous, serious dude.. and one day, you found out that you could possibly be pared up with him next competition! ‘How?’ You may ask… Well, you can sign up for it, but you need to have at least a good amount of training to be able to get on stage with him. Because, pfft- his buddy messing up during a stern competition wouldn’t be the best look for him or you, now would it? You signed yourself up for some lessons for skating, and you scheduled one for tomorrow and the next day and the next.. because you needed to get good at it!! And fast since it was soon..
The next day: It was the day, and you were heading out early to make sure you’d get a good impression on your instructor. You got there, put on some warm clothes and your skating shoes which fit perfectly.. and then saw your instructor, Emily! She was nice, and guided you to the ice rink. You got on, and immediately began to unbalance before- THUMP! You fell right on your poor arse on the cold, ice floor! She helped you up, and you guys got to work! Day after day you worked on your skills and slowly improved more and more to the point of doing small, careful twirls or jumps! You and your instructor finally were able to sign up for the competition, and you requested to be Cuba’s buddy and be his partner for the event. You waited days and kept practicing just in case, since it’s never best to forget skills, right? You did bigger twists and jumps, and you thought you were ready! You were at your house when the mailman came, giving you a note which was from Cuba and said you were qualified!!.
You were extremely happy, and the note also said that you could come practice the dance he planned with him today. And when the time came, you rushed over to the place and got onto the skating rink! You got your shoes on and got to work, and you practiced perfectly. He left you early because.. yeah. You waited a couple days and soon came the competition! You and Cuba were currently talking as you were in the locker room, you both already dressed how you wanted to be and your skates on and ready! Soon, it was your guy’s turn and Cuba walked and skated onto the rink. People cheered and whistled, while he kinda had to tug you in the middle as he whispered in your ear- ‘Do you remember?’ You nodded your head, and you got to the dance as music began to play. You got ready for the last, large and big jump! You got into position as you launched yourself into the air as high as you could and then- your ankle slipped to the side and you fell on the ground. Cuba stared at you…
“…”
Cuba didn’t say a thing, and the crowd went silent, same with the judges. He was not happy. Everyone’s eyes were on YOU…