The one and only | Miya Chinen

Cherry

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"YOU SON OF A BITCH! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?"

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"CHERRYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The h/c darted towards Cherry, dropping down and skidding on her knees slightly as she shook his shoulders. Gravel and blood seeped at her skin but she didn't care.

"KAORUU!!"

Joe followed swiftly after, crouching next to her and holding Cherry's upper arm.

"You know, I really thought this would be more fun." both of their eyes snapped towards the sadistic bitch looking down at them. " But that little race against Cherry turned out to be no fun."

"YOU SON OF A BITCH! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU" Joe quickly held y/n back from tackling Adam. He simply smirked down at her. "Sweetie, dolls aren't supposed to talk. Doll's are supposed to sit still and look pretty," he taunted. "Besides, Cherry was just another obstacle blocking my path."

Before she could retort, the honking of a car cut the sentence. A pink car. Shadow's car.

"GET IN!" he bellowed, causing members of the crowd to flinch at his aggression. "WE GOTTA GET HIM CHECKED TO THE HOSPITAL!"

Joe swept Cherry into his arms, jogging over to the door, Y/n trailing behind slowly, breath shaking. Adam caught her by the shoulder before she could take another step, the both facing opposite ways. He stared in front of him, blank expression: " I hope you aren't too worried S/n... after all, that's not nearly close to the damage I can do. Besides, I look forward to racing with you soon." And with that he walked through the crowd.

Y/n looked behind her, back at where the man once stood.

"OI GET IN THE CAR, KID"

From the starting grounds, Miya clenched his fist. He felt uneasy as soon as y/n had gone after Cherry. Adam was terrifying when he was serious, and seeing y/n's anxious look on the screen before him made him feel nauseous. He also couldn't help but notice the blood trickling down her lower legs. That also made him feel sick.

Catching the blue haired skater that was running towards him, out of the corner of his eye, he came back from his thoughts. "Langa."

"Miya..." he breathed out, "have you seen Reki? I heard him yell my name, he's gotta be here I'm positive."

Miya, still in a bad mood from his earlier thoughts replied sharply: "Maybe he dipped, he could just be tired from hanging out with you... you're in the way, I gotta go, my turn is next."

And with that, he slipped through the crowd.

"Next up is Miya and that random snake dude.."

"YOU GOT THIS MIYA!"

"I wonder if he's got a chance?"

red

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green!

Miya immediately took the lead, only slowing down once he saw the amount of rocks covering the path. But Snake didn't slow down.

"holy shit, he's seriously going to attempt it at that speed...?"

Without batting an eye, snake took the lead, dodging each rock whilst maintaining his balance, Miya following shortly behind.

"JEEZUS CHRIST!"

"HE LOOKS LIKE HE'S DANCING!"

"IVE NEVER SEEN SUCH A CONFIDENT SKATER!"

Miya began to struggle catching up, and that's when he realised.

Snake's speed was beyond catchable.

The next day - at school - y/n didn't show up. Miya was sick of the amount of people asking him where she was.

"Oi."

Miya turned towards the boy tapping his desk: Brandon. He was a foreign exchange student that transferred from England at the beginning of the year. After transferring he immediately gained many friends becoming popular. He was also a very friendly guy, he had most people's respect. He enjoyed teasing most people in the class, that was his way of expressing their friendship. That's what he's like with some students, including y/n as far as Miya could remember.

"I was just wondering if you're okay?" Miya was taken aback. Yeah sure Brandon was a nice dude, but he was expecting another lecture about y/n.

"You seem really out of it. you've literally been sharpening your pencil for ten minutes and class hasn't even started." He added with a chuckle. Miya stared at him with wide eyes then back down at the now lethal looking pencil lead.

Brandon removed his hand from the desk and patted him on the back with a grin. "You don't have to tell me but I hope you're okay."

Miya opened his mouth at last. "Thanks, I'm fine just slightly worried."

Brandon took a seat on the edge of Miya's desk. "About y/n I'm guessing?" Miya nodded.

"Then why don't you try finding her after school?"

This time he mustered a smile at the thought. "I will, thankyou."

Brandon and smiled walking back to his desk where his friends greeted him as the bell began to ring. Miya sank in his seat, a small smile plastered on his face. Maybe making friends wasn't as hard as he once imagined.

But that still didn't stop the worrying. Not completely.

a/n: hehe i updated.