Hey Guys! This is my first time writing a dance central 2 fanfic. I hope you all like it and don't be shy to review! :) Tell me what you think of it and whether it's worth continuing! ( Don't worry, a new character will emerge soon... muahahaha )

The subway was noisy as usual. The monotone sound made by the trains as they slid past mixed together with the loud music being played by a stereo. Right in the middle of the station was a pair of dancers following the beat of the music.

They were a very popular dance crew called 'Hi-Def' that consisted of 18 year old Mo and 14 year old Glitch. They had just finished a song and were exhausted. As the little crowd formalized around them dissipated, they gave each other a high five, knowing they deserved it as they were panting for air.

The dancing duo then walked back to their beat up apartment in a dark alley. By the time they reached home, the sky was dark. The moment they set foot in the apartment, they let out a sigh of relief in unison. Mo let himself fall onto the couch as he lazed around, relaxing. Glitch walked over to the kitchen and prepared a cup of Korean instant noodles.

Glitch would be transferring to a new school tomorrow, Vestvale Junior High and he sure wasn't looking forward to it. He hated even going to school. Most of the classmates he had in previous schools were racist bastards and he was sure that his new ones would be no different. He turned to see Mo settling onto the couch, eating his noodles. "HEY!" he yelled.

"Hey, hey youngin'!" Glitch woke up to Mo shaking him vigorously. Glitch was never an early riser like Mo and hated waking up beyond noon. He made a face as Mo told him to get ready for school. Glitch then slowly sat up on his bed, rubbing his sleepy eyes before letting out a loud yawn.

After doing the necessities, he started on his daily exercise regime before grabbing his backpack and rushing out of the house with a toasted bread with spread butter in between his teeth.