lost (jotaroxfemreader)

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y/n and shelly ended up in the same team together which both were happy about.
noticing this and sighing once again, probably her bad luck or something, but they ended up having to go against most of jojo's fangirls on the opposite team. y/n couldn't help but chuckle at them attempting to roll up their shorts or tops even higher, and noticeably arching their backs more and sticking their butts out as they stretched to warmup.

"those girls are down astronomically.." y/n whispered to shelly as she bursts out laughing. "tell me about it, oh i bet they are so gonna try hard to take us out to show off for mr worldwide over there." she nudged her head in jotaro's direction. he seemed as uninterested as usual with kakyoin also zoned out next to him on the bleachers.

"ok ladies are you all ready?" the coach called as he walked up to the side line.

y/n quickly got into a slightly more crouched position as she waited for the couch to blow his whistle, signalling for them to start.

the air got tense all of a sudden as all the girls became quiet, eyeing the lined up balls in middle.

"and...

GO!" the coached cried out following by the loud blow of his whistle.

the sounds of sneakers skidding across the floor echoed throughout the gym as both teams raced forwards, trying to gather as many balls as they could.

y/n reached forwards and grabbed the closest red ball in sight before running back, she felt her whole body pumping with adenine as the cries and shouts of her classmates echoed around. spotting shelly also with a ball in hand, she jogged up next to her. "got a target in mind yet?" y/n asked as she turned to face the opposite team, eyeing them all intensely. "yeah, that girl with the glasses near the back. she doesn't look like she's paying much attention to her surroundings at the moment." shelly pointed the girl out across the room. "nice, i'm not sure who-" y/n was going to finish her sentence before shelly suddenly cut her off, "WATCH OUT Y/N!" she cried.

it felt as if time completely slowed down, y/n's eyes shifted from shelly's concerned face to the ball of red inches away from making contact with her face. she closed her eyes, bracing for the harsh contact.

but it never came.

when she opened her eyes once again, she could hear the cheers of her teammates. she had caught the ball, seconds away from hitting her.

"h-how?" she muttered quietly in disbelief.

"incredible l/n!" the coach cried out, "and honzawa, you are out! not only that she caught it but you are all forbidden to throw the balls anywhere near the head!" he pointed at one of the girls whom y/n assumed was the one who threw it. as honzawa left the court, she sent the nastiest glare her way. y/n raised a brow in confusion.

"that was so fucking cool y/n!" shelly cheered as she ran up to y/n, "your arms were literally by your side then all of a sudden," she made a 'whoosh' sound effect, "they were just up there and you caught it!" she explained, eyes sparkling.

that was the problem, y/n knew that she didn't have enough time to react to the ball. yet somehow, it almost felt like she grew another pair of arms that grabbed it for her.

"how bizarre." she muttered quietly to herself as she looked down at her hand, still slightly red from the contact.

as she looked back up, a feeling of uneasiness washed over her as she had noticed both jotaro and kakyoin were now watching her intensely from the sidelines. 'how awkward.' she thought.

"pay attention y/n!" her friend reminded her, "you don't wanna have another close call again." shelly finished with a chuckle and y/n nodded quickly before getting into position again.

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the game was coming to an end now, the less people that remained on the court the more intense the game got.

luckily both y/n and shelly were still together, the both made some quick dodges and nice throws that got themselves a small crowd of classmates cheering them on.

"alright y/n... we might actually be able to do this." shelly ducked dramatically as another ball wizzes past her. y/n nodded in response before also quickly dodging a ball.

"hey, check this out." the girl whispered to her friend before picking up a ball that had rolled by her feet, during her running around the court, y/n had conjured up a clever little plan.

shelly watched in curiosity as y/n suddenly rushed forwards confidently, letting out a battle cry before throwing the ball pitcher style. one leg somewhat raised as the other planted firmly on the ground, she let her body roll back then forwards to gain momentum. the second before she threw it, she angled her wrist lower to also send the ball out at a angle.

the ball shot across the court, hitting one of the girls on the thigh before bouncing off and hitting the another girl that was next to her. it didn't end there, the ball hit the girl with force then bounced once again, hitting the last girl who stood closely behind her in the shoulder.

three birds with one stone?

the momentum of the ball finally stopped as it bounced off her, stopping just inches away from the line of the court, it was still in!

the once quiet gym erupted in cheers for the girl, "nice throw l/n!" one of her male classmates cried out.

'it actually worked?!' a bright smile broke across her face, feeling another rush of adrenaline she suddenly cried out, "FUCK YEAH! CALL ME THE BALL MASTER!"

this earned a roar of laughter and even more cheers from her classmates, y/n suddenly realised that she had said that out loud and covered her mouth in pure embarrassment and shock as her cheeks flushed redder than a tomato.

"fucking amazing ball master." shelly laughed as she approached the flustered girl, draping an arm over her shoulder and poking her friend on the cheek which caused the already blushing girl to go even redder in the face.

"language please young lady," the coach tried hiding his smile but failed miserably, "but that was a damn impressive throw...class dismissed!"

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a/n
hi ball masters