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It's mid day and I was called to the coaches office. "Hey coach" I smiled "hey y/n we're just thinking if you'd like to join the track team" he says in hope I would say yes.

"Yeah sure" I smiled they sighed in relief as he slammed the uniform of the table it was a cropped shirt with my last name on the remaining space and very short. Shorts "no way in hell I'm wearing this" I frowned.

"You gonna have to if you want the scholarship" he says "how do-" I frowned "your mother played" he says before pausing I felt sick. I grabbed the uniform "fine when does training start?" I asked.

"Today?" He smiled while trailing his words I rolled my eyes. The bell rung and I went to my locker in the sports room to grab my running shoes I got changed and put on my track hoodie I got last year it had my last name on it in maroon coloured writing.

I walked out into the feild to see Robin carving his name on a bench I snuck behind him. "RAHH" I attempted to scare him and he didn't flinch "your no fun" I say jumping the bench and sitting next to him.

"What happened to your clothes?" He said "I have track" I groaned  "you do track?" He says with wide eyes "why is that shocking?" I say "nah it's not I'm probably faster than you" he says looking away.

"What no" I say "wanna bet?" He smiled "bet" I say getting up. "Two hundred meters" I say. "Easy" he says scratching. "To make it easy I won't stretch" I laughed.
He tied his hair into a man bun and I snickered a bit "hey! What's funny" he said looking at me "nothing"I smiled "it's my hair isn't it" he frowned about to take it out.

"No it's cute" I say removing his hands away from his hair. We stood on the track and in our lanes. "Wait" I shouted before taking off my hoodie revealing the revealing uniform "eyes on the track not me Robin" I say.

He cleared his thoart "on you mark" I paused "get set go" I shouted sprinting. I made it to the end in matters of seconds and I heard heavy breathing. I looked back to see Robin on the ground "I let you win" he breathed heavily "sure you did".

"How are you not breaking a sweat right now" he says getting up and putting his hands on his knees. "That's just a warm up love" I say patting his head.

𝗔𝗣𝗢𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗬𝗣𝗦𝗘,robin arellano  Where stories live. Discover now