IWAIZUMI'S POV*
Unappreciative brat! I saved him from being beat to a pulp. How could he smoke! WHY DO I CARE. I got home and slammed my bedroom door behind me. DAMMIT OIKAWA!
The next morning I tried not to miss the bus! In fact I got up early and waited by the station so I could hope to see Oikawa and apologize. Even though I don't really have anything to apologize for.
The bus came to a rolling stop. I bounced up the stairs hoping to see Oikawa sitting somewhere in that bus, but no! No Oikawa. The next stop sure enough was his. He walked down the aisle of the bus with his eyes down when they met with mine. "OIKAWA"! I waved. He came and sat next to me. "I'm really sorry about yesterday", I said. He pushed it away with a small "it's ok". "Oikawa please take this", I handed him a piece of paper with my phone number on it. "If you ever have an issue", I said.
OIKAWA'S POV*
He gave me his number! Why does he care so much. I'm just a nerd who smokes and will probably waste his time. We got off the bus and walked to our first class.
"Your early Mr. Hajime", the teacher said surprised. "I am sir", said Iwa-chan. I sat in the same seat I did yesterday but instead of sitting behind me Iwaizumi sat beside me. He looked my way and shot me a bright smile. I returned his gesture with a shallow wave and quickly fixed my eyes on the bored again because class was starting.
IWAIZUMI'S POV*
What was that? He just waved me off. I could've just....never mind. "I need to pay attention I heard there was a test tomorrow", I thought to myself shooting Oikawa one last look before staring at the teacher.Class ended and I got up quickly to follow Oikawa out because he booked it out the door. "Oikawa", I said trying to get him to turn around. "Oikawa", I said again. Still no turn around. "Dammit Oikawa your fast", I said reaching for him. "What", he yelled turning around aggressively. "Oh well maybe...I thought we could study together", I said rubbing my head. "It's ok I got it covered", he said before turning around and walking away..
His words burned in the back of my mind. Was he trying to push me away. I couldn't think much about it because I was meeting some other third years to join the basketball team.
OIKAWA'S POV*
I didn't mean that to come out that harsh. I just have a lot on my mind right now!! The test, searching for universities, and even though I'm a nerd I was thinking about maybe.......the volleyball team.I know it seemed bizzare , but maybe people would respect me more if I had a...status. I am hoping to ask Iwa-chan to Join me as well.
School ended in what seemed a few hours. I hadn't really talked to Iwa-chan I was somewhat rude to him. I feel bad!!!! I skipped around the corner running into the kid who tried to beat me up. I didn't really care to know his name since we'd never be friends. "What do you want", I said starring him down. "Where ya going shorty", he said blocking my way. Which I wasn't really short but he was taller than me. "I'm going to talk to Iwa-chan about the volleyball team", I said. "If you'll excuse me", I said pushing through.
I couldn't seem to find Iwa-chan. I skipped down the rows of school rooms until I came to an open one. I peeked in to see Iwa-chan talking to that mean kid. I retreated back a few steps still in ears reach. It wasn't nice to eavesdrop in my opinion but...oh well.
They didn't really talk about things that interested me much until my name was mentioned. "So that weird friend of yours was gonna persuade you to join the volleyball team", the mean kid said to Iwa-chan. Iowa-chan seemed shocked. "You gonna do that instead", he asked again. Iwa paused for a moment. "Well he really isn't my friend", he said. My heart stopped.
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