My Adorkable Admirer( JENLISA)

1 : First Meeting

"P.E. should be illegal," thirteen-year-old Jennie Kim grumbled as she wiped the sweat off her forehead and pushed her glasses further up her nose.

Her class had been doing nothing but play volleyball for the past two weeks and she was thoroughly sick of being laughed at for covering her head and screaming whenever the ball came her way. Not everyone could be an athlete, okay?

She was good with computers not sports. Ask her to program a robot to pick up and move heavy objects? She had done that in fifth grade. But catching a ball was impossible.

This didn't make her a very popular person to have on anyone's team. For as long as she could remember, she had been picked last in P.E.

"C'mon, Jennie! The ball!" Someone shouted in exasperation.

Jennie frantically looked up and, in a desperate attempt to save her face, actually ended up hitting the ball away from her.

To the surprise of her teammates, it soared over the net and ... directly smashed into a girl's face, knocking her to the ground.

The coach blew the whistle as everyone scrambled towards the girl. Jennie, who finally peeked through the gap in her arms at the commotion, was frozen in place.

Did she do that?!

"Jennie Kim!" The coach yelled. "Get over here and take her to the nurse's office!"

"Yes, sir," she stammered, tripping over her own feet in her haste.

The coach reached out a hand to help up the dazed girl on the floor. Jennie saw that her brown ponytail was askew and her nose was bleeding heavily onto her white uniform shirt.

Jennie clapped a hand over her mouth.

"I-I'm so ... I'm so sorry," Jennie choked out as the coach practically shoved the girl at her.

She was still woozy and leaned into Jennie so she reflexively wrapped an arm around the girl's shoulder and half-dragged her out of the gymnasium.

"What's your name?" The girl asked thickly as she tried to stem the blood flow with her hand.

"Uh, Jennie."

"Hi, Jerry."

"No, it's not Jerry. It's Jennie. J-E-N-N-I-E."

"Well, Uh Jennie, I think I'm going to pass out," The girl said before doing exactly as she predicted.

Thankfully, Jennie managed to catch her before she hit the ground but she realized as she looked around in a panic that no one was going to be able to help her. The campus was dead because it was the middle of class.

'Okay, Jennie Kim! 'You've carried spare computer parts heavier than her. You can do this!'

With that bit of self-encouragement Jennie propped her up and slung The Girl over her back like a sack of potatoes.

By the time Jennie got to the nurse's office she was about ready to pass out too.

"What on earth happened!" The nurse exclaimed.

"I accidentally hit her in the face with a volleyball in P.E. and then she got a bloody nose and the coach told me to take her here but she passed out on the way and I had to carry her," Jennie said all in one breath before gasping.

The nurse gently laid the girl in a bed and gave Jennie a cup of water that she hastily gulped down.

The girl on the bed stirred and the nurse sprang into action, prodding her swollen nose and flashing lights in her eyes to check for a concussion.

She clucked, "You don't have a concussion and you didn't break your nose. You probably passed out from blood loss. That was quite a gusher you had there."

"Ugh, how embarrassing," The girl groaned.

"Can you tell me your name, dear? I need to sign you in and make a record of your visit."

"Lisa Manoban."

The girl-Lisa-slowly sat up and ran a hand through her hair. "Are you going to call my mom?"

"Yes, dear, you fainted," The nurse said. "I have to contact your guardian and see if they want to take you home."

She sighed and finally looked at Jennie, whose heart stopped beating when Lisa's eyes locked on hers.

Jennie hadn't noticed before that they were the deepest shade of brown she had ever seen. Her feline brown eyes weren't nearly as interesting.

"Can you tell the class that I probably won't be coming back? My mom tends to overreact."

"Of course!" Jennie said immediately. "And I'll get you a new gym shirt too. It's only fair."

If only Jennie wasn't such a hopeless klutz it wouldn't look like Lisa had gotten a bottle of ketchup poured on her.

Lisa's lips quirked up into a half smile. "Thanks."

As Jennie left the nurse's office she saw Lisa lie back down on the bed and cover her eyes with her arm to block out the light. She suddenly seemed very tired.

Jennie sense of guilt and unease grew. Great. Another person in this school who thought she was weird. Just what she needed.