Whitewashed Dreams (A Chat blanc Story)

❦Red is the colour of my love, dark as the night hot as the sun❦

Regina finds us and embraces Nya in a hug.

"Hi A.D, Jay and Nya how have you been! Finally you guys are here! Knew you can make it A.D! Kind enough to introduce me to your other two friend?"

"This is Tony, chill dude and a gamer."

"Nice to meet you, and Chat I am a racer not a gamer" He says while shaking Regina's hand.

"Sure racer gamer whatever" I add.

"Wait did he just call you Chat?!" Regina says looking at me. An awkward silence falls in the group

"I mean Adrien, he uh..."
"She knows I am a Chat Noir Dan, no worries. It's embarrassing hehe" I add just in time. I see Jay and Nya relax their shoulder.

"HAHA yeah he has plushies and toys, a real fanboy trust me." He continues...That's a bit much Tony man.

"HAHA yeah...and this is L-Marinette. She and I are long time friends, she is an aspiring fashion designer and loves to bake."

"Nice to meet you!" says LB and she shakes Regina's hand

"Hi! Well awesome, let's get all set up folks! Go! Go!"

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"Well the sun is scorching our backs!" Shouts Jay whining.

"What's our name by the way? Don't we need a team name to enter the competition?" Asks Nya.

"The JAY SQUAD!" says Jay. Before any of us can do a thing Jay meets face first in the hit sand after a push from his fiancé. Starting to adore this couple.

"HMMMPHH EWW THE SAND IS IN MY MOUTH! COME ON!"

"Guys we need a team name, other than 'Jay squad', duh." says Regina.

"But life gave me devils..." Hums Tony, a little too close to the referee.

"That's your name? Yeah okay sure whatever." Says the referee.

"What?! HEEY!"

"AND HERE WE HAVE LIFE GAVE ME DEVILS SQUADDD!" Shouts the referee. Probably got bored waiting on us. Oh well. Let's show these people real demons
~~~

Our first match is about to start. We take positions. I have no idea where to go. Tony helps me show me where's my spot. Seems simple. There is a net in front of me, and lines to indicate if the ball goes out.

This muscular Tan dude shows up on the other side of the court

"Haha Regina what strays have you brought? I have never seen them in my life. Punnnyyyyy!" Says the dude in a very spanish pronounced accent.

"Strays that would kick your lousy butt all the way to Normandy!" Shouts back Regina.

*Tweeeeeeeeeeeeeet*

The match starts. The other team serve the ball, barely missing the net. I see the ball getting closer and closer...It comes towards me. 

Everything seem to slow down. 

I can hear my own heart beating from all this tension. I receive the ball with a left foot cross. I prepared myself for the kick. This is it, it all depends on me... I inhale and swing my leg with every ounce of energy in me.

A precise kick and it hits the net right in the centre! I DID IT! FIRST GOAL OF THE TOURNAMENT! 

"SCORE! LET'S GOOOO!" I scream. Waiting for praises and cheer, I turn around and see my teammates just starring at me confused. A collective laugh breaks out in the other team,

"Bruh Adrien what did you do...we are playing volley not football dude." I hear Jay say.

"BRO WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT!" Says Tony.