;Nara’s  POV        

 

I woke up the next day with an incredibly good mood. I feel like a happy virus today that nothing can spoil my happiness. How I wish this could last throughout the day. I hope no one would really spoil my day, especially not Daehyun. May heaven forbid if he would try to. But I guess he wouldn't. When we arrived at the company, the B.A.P boys arrived too. My eyes automatically landed to Daehyun. I smiled my best smile at him. I thought he would smile back, because we're now friends, even though awkward friends, but instead he gave me a jerky nod and at the same time raised his eyebrows which to me looked a like a 'hey, wassup!' kind of a silent greeting.   That didn't spoil my day, of course. At least, we're both warming up—rather, he was warming up to me.   But when we were on the practice room, with our dance choreographers glaring at me again, I'm sure as hell my day would turn from great to worst. They were snapping at me again, telling me how I keep on pulling the group down. The girls did try to resurface me but I was slowly pulled down from the surface of the earth.   "Okay," Minjee unnie breathed out. "I know this is hard for Hara to dance the way you wanted her to dance in a day. That's impossible. So here's my suggestion." She said which made me looked at her. She's the leader and the oldest among us as she was born in 1991. I know she was trying to ease up the tension and I'm thankful for that. Really, really thankful that I almost teared up.   "Stop defending your members." One of the choreographers dissed unnie off.   "I am doing this because I'm the leader." Minjee unnie rebutted, slightly annoyed by now. "It's hard for me to just look at one of them while you insulted them. I have a full respect on you—"   "Unnie..." I cut her off. Now I don't want her to be kicked out from the group because she was talking informally to our dance choreographers. She looked at me and somehow understood me that she exhaled a deep breath.   "Okay. I'm sorry." She continued. "What I was trying to say is that, I have a better suggestion for our dance presentation. We'll divide the group into two groups. Me, Sara, Rina and Mari will do the y dance since the four of us were the oldest in the group. Well, Hara should be included since she's a 93-liner just like Mari and Rina but however, she had a problem in doing a y dance so that leaves her with Sol and Ara together.  Don't worry, Hara's younger than Mari by three weeks so that made her the third youngest in the group before Sol. They can do hip hop or something that suits them."   "I can say it's a great idea, unnie." Sara muttered. She was a 92-liner but I wasn't used in calling her unnie since her birthday falls on the late month of that year so that makes her an early 93-liner.   The dance choreographers looked at each other's eyes. Then they all agreed to follow Minjee unnie's suggestion which made me feel relieved. "Okay. We'll divide the group into two. I'll be the one to choreograph the second group." Mihyun unnie, of the choreographers, said. "Hara, Sol and Ara come with me."   Sol and Ara beamed at me as they pulled me with them. "Thank you unnie." I said to Minjee unnie and she winked at me.         "One, two, three and four, five, s