𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄| 𝐊. 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐀

Chapter 14: So what is this

Today is when I meet with Lev, at his house...alone..together. Yes this is to help with school work but by the way he's been treating me, I can confidently say that isn't the only reason. He would have likely invited more people as well. 

Oh shit what should I do? Why am I nervous? 

Okay first of all I need to know what to wear. Casual but not to the point where I look like a bum.

A good option was my black long sleeve top, form fitting, along with my flowy linen pants from my mom. Along with a few accessories of course. When this happened, I told my mom I was going to Kuroo's house because he's giving me a ride. 

As he does everywhere.

"Y/n, ya done?" 

"Yeah mom, just waiting for Tetsu"

She nodded and walked out of our room we shared. Lev offered to give me a ride but I refused. I can't let them see where I live, especially not Lev. He prides himself in financial freedom and such things like that. 

I hate to say I think he would judge me.. that is not a risk I'm willing to take.

This might all seem very dramatic yet for someone who is living this life, it isn't exaggerated. My entire life has been shared with my mom and siblings. Nothing was ever mine or my siblings or even my mother's except for our first and middle names.  My mother's clothes got handed down to me, I handed them down to my siblings, and we use them until they've lost all use. 

The only time I have lived with my own things are when I stayed at Shiratoraizawa. Part of the reason I loved it so much. For once in my life, I had my own room and my own life.

Tetsu came to the door and spoke (crushed) on my mom some.

"You ready?" 

"Mhm!" walking out to the car Tetsu spoke, "How come you're wearing such nice clothes huh?" he smirked at me with one hand on the wheel. I protested, "I am not, these are casual." He shook his head but didn't tease me any further than that.

Lev's house wasn't very far at all, in almost ten minutes we arrived to his lavish house in a lavish neighborhood. 

God I felt u- "You okay?" he looked to the right of him at my worrying face. "I'm okay."

He looked into the window of Lev's house quickly before saying, "If he tries any slick shit, you better call me. I'll be here in 5 minutes tops to handle him for you." his voice was low in case there were cameras around the property, as rich people have.

"I'll check up with you okay? How about that?"

"Fine by me, now get the hell out of my car." he smiled into my eyes.

So I did, and ventured into Lev's house. 

He told me earlier that the door would be open. Inside was a nice warm home, comfortable couch in a large living room. The kitchen was beautiful with one of those stainless steel two-door fridges, not the white ones split in half.

"Да, мама, я могу сделать это завтра утром." Yeah mom I can do that tomorrow morning

Lev called to his mother as he walked into the kitchen and saw me there. "Oh hey Y/n!" He reached for a hug, slouching a bit. This was surprising, he never tried to hug me before. Though if any of the volleyball boys would see it, they would start planning a fucking wedding. 

I happily gave one back though. His hands respectfully squeezed around my waist as he lengthened the hug. 

"Wanna head upstairs?"

At first the hangout was very awkward. I didn't know where to sit or how to act, as time went on I became my usual self and way less uncomfortable. We talked about school and volleyball and people we didn't like. 

"He's so funny in class! It's even better when we're doing something he doesn't like!" Right now Lev was talking about this guy. 

That guy.

Who said something about my hair. I did not in fact like that guy. I think Lev could read that on my face. "What's up Y/n?" 

"Uhm, just listening to what you're saying.."

He closed the book, "I don't know you as well as Kuroo but I can tell somethings up. Talk to me."

I fought in my head on whether I should tell him or not. I mean, I didn't even tell Kuroo and he's my best friend. Or Jima and he's my..... what ever you call what we are. "I don't really like him..."

"You could have just said that! But might I ask why?" Shit, should I say something. It's been eating me away and I have to tell somebody at this point. "Yeah.. he made a rude comment to me.." his presented more serious, "it was kind of... racial? I guess you could say."

Lev's eye's widened larger than when he saw an amazing play in volleyball. He leaned closer toward me. His face even more serious than before, now turned angry. 

"What the hell did he say to you..?" 

Aw shit now I pissed off the russian guy. 

I sucked it up, "He said my hair was ugly and that I should straighten it.."

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