Again (Oikawa Tooru X Reader)

21) Not me

Masayoshi Manabe??

You stand in line with all who were invited to the camp, your hands clasped behind your back.

You were shocked it was the actual coach of the Japanese national team, a lot of the girls didn't seem fazed though, and you'd wondered if they had been there before.

When the coach dismisses you to warm up, you stretch alone while some other girls are near each other talking.

You should shake the feeling, but you feel out of place. Like how you felt at the first entire Oikawa family dinner.

Stop being so negative oml

You scold yourself in your head, It's perfectly normal to be nervous but, I am here, and I am going to use this opportunity to grow🙏🙏

You stand, trying to pump yourself up to be ready to go. You deflate slightly as you realize you don't have a pepper partner, but you shake it off, ready to ask someone.

"We're going right into back row threes with setters ladies!"  The assistant coach shouts, you raise your eyebrows, surprised they're not letting you do your warm-up pepper.

You quickly shrug it off, quite frankly a little relieved, and you find a spot on the court in six  (middle back).

It was you in between these two girls wearing green, one was about to serve, while the other watched her.  One had tanned skin while the other was very fair.

"Don't miss!"  The one to your left shouts, and the other girl glares at her and tosses it high into the hair. She makes her approach and hits a killer topspin, the other team barely manages to pick it up and overpass it.

"Nice serve!"  You call out, bewildered, "I got it."  You say, passing it to the black-haired setter.  She jump-sets it behind her, where the girl who served flies from behind the attack line and hits it. You cover her, as the setter on the other side is huge and blocks her. You barely get under it and the girl from the left flies in with a dolphin dive and pops it toward the setter, who pretends like she's going to smash it so the other team backs up, and then tips it right over the net. 

Your side gets the point and you help up the girl from your left, "Great up." You say to her with a smile, she smirks back, her smile cat-like. "Thanks, you too, great set Suzuki-san, and you."  She turns to her shirt twin as you all duck under the net to the winner's side, "You got blocked."  She sticks her tongue out and the girl yells something incoherently angry back at her.

"I'm serving in three seconds stop arguing you two!"  This other girl yells from the other side, the two straighten up at the sound of her voice, "I got deep, seams right."  You call out, and the two girls in front of you give you a thumbs-up as you begin to retreat toward the backline.

The server floats it short, so the girl to your left has to step in front of you to take the first ball.  This gives you time to transition, "Pipe!"  You call out, your hand up, the setter, Suzuki, looks at you and sets it almost straight up.

You grin at the precision and make your approach, making sure not to get too excited as the giant setter is on the other side.

She's only one blocker

You think as you angle your hit to the right, the setter jumps in front of you but you hit it around her.  The other girl in five on the other side dives under it but it goes back onto your side and sails out. The girls give you quick high fives and you compliment the setter's toss before getting ready for the next serve to come over.

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During lunch, you choose a protein-filled meal with apple juice.  You pick out a nice table and take out your phone, checking for any new messages.