Chapter Five

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I'm taking out my sport cloths so I can change into them and not wear this uncomfortable school uniform, Lily does the same and we both do a race to see who reaches the washroom first. She won. Of course. I'm really slow when it comes to running, and Lily runs like a freaking chetah. I wish I was that fast. We both change and fix our hair. I tie my hair into a pony while she just combs it out. We go back to our class stuff the uniform in our backpack and run down the stairs to the quadrangle, as soon as I keep on bag down and grab my Tennis bat to start practicing, I see Alex. Alex is here! He is placing the cones for making a Tennis court. 

So basically, the cones are the boundaries. Lily grabs her bat and we both practice aside. Alex is with his friend. I don't know who that guy is, but I have seen him around the school sometimes. The P.E teacher is talking to Alex; and I'm trying to hear. "Play with each of the girl teams and tell them how to practice and what to focus on" the teacher says to Alex. I try not to make it obvious that I'm looking at him while I'm practicing.

 I'm just stealing some glances while I have the chance. Like who is this awesome!? I have never seen anyone. A fucking Greek god. I'm staring at him right now as Lily is grabbing the ball; he looks at me. Oh god no, he caught me! "Hey you! Come both of you here and play a match" he shouts so we can here. I shoot a nervous but happy look at Lily. Lily looks confused but also probably is happy that I get to play with him. It's just making me really nervous nothing else! I don't what to do. 

I play so terrible; he is going to laugh at way I'll play and how nervous I am right now is proving that I will play terrible, and he will just laugh and I'm going to embarrass myself. Oh god no. Lily gives me a death glare indicating that I must play well and support her or else it will be my funeral today. It's my serve. Oh no. I'm terrible at serving! I always mess up and I'm really bad at it. "Here goes nothing" I mumble and serve.

 The ball goes flying to the opponent players court and falls out of boundary. Wow, now that was embarrassing. Lily just shoots a sympathetic look at me and then rolls her eyes. I get it. She is mad at me for giving Alex's team a point right in the beginning, but she is also concerned because she knows I'm really nervous and feels bad that I just embarrassed myself terribly. 

Now Alex's teammate serves to me, and I play, it continues for a while until Alex hits a smash at me, I try to defend but fail to hit the ball to the opponent court, instead it hits the net, and they get a point. I look at Lily and she just looks at me with disappointment. She is a really good player, and she doesn't deserve such a terrible player like me. The match continues and Lily gets a few points for us, and I get about 3 to 4 points. That's it! She gets like more than eighty percent of the points we scored. At last Alex's teams won. 

Well, I must say he played like a national player. Like damn... So good! Alex points at Lily "your forehand is good, practice your backhand shots" he says to Lily, then he looks at me "You need to practice all your shots" he says that to me. Now that was insulting. Afterall, I knew I would play terrible and embarrass myself and that's exactly what I did. Damn, this feeling hurts. Like ouch that hurts. I was hoping we would play, and it found be fun and I'd get a reason to play with him and have fun with him, spend time with him. But instead, this happened. 

Expectation vs reality. But at least he could have been nice to me instead of insulting me like that. I mean he probably doesn't even care what I think about that statement he made. He's just doing his work. As the teacher told him. bothersome Alex. Me and Lily walk out of the tennis court as the other team goes and plays with Alex. I decide to sit down and watch, and Lily joins me. "I feel sorry for you but that was hilarious!" she says.

 I roll my eyes and continue to watch Alex play. I rest my elbow on my knees and rest my chin on my hand. Watching him. "Lily, look how good his plays. Like damn... he just looks so hot at this point" I say. Lily looks at me like she wants to say something but is somewhat confused. "What?" I ask her. "You really just have a crush on him or is this some sort of huge feeling which could possibly be love?" she asks with a weird face expression.

 I don't know what she's trying to tell me but feels like she is warning me about something. But yea even I think this can be something more than a small crush. Maybe even love. Am I not too young to think about these stupid things? Like what is even love? I don't know.

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