My eyes flutter open as I hear the sound of my alarm clock ringing. I groan as I roll over and stretch out my hand onto my nightstand to turn it off.After scrolling on my phone to see if I got a text and not receiving anything, I sigh and walk towards the bathroom to get ready. I take a shower, brush my teeth and hair, and throw on my uniform. I glance at the time noticing that I'll be late if I don't leave sooner or later. So I end up grabbing pop tart and eating it on my to school.
When I arrive, I see a huge crowd of girls surrounding someone beside the gate. The girls squeal and giggle, as they all stand there. I roll my eyes in annoyance.
I take a glance to see who it is and its just who I expected it to be. Oikawa Touru. Our school's so-called king, both off and on court.
To be honest, I have no idea why girls fawn over so such a guy. I mean he clearly is a self-centred addict who is addicted to a pill called attention. I can see the lust in his eyes yearning for the spotlight to be on him to the point it disgusts me.
Guys like him are the kind that I want nothing to do with. Even if I am forced to be in contact with him for school work and whatever, I only make necessary movements and try my best to avoid any unnecessary contact. I make my way in the building and head to homeroom taking my seat.
Those girls are going to be late.
"(y/n)!" A voice calls.
My head follows the direction where the voice is coming from only to find my best friend (bff/n).
"Morning!" I greet.
"Mornin'", she returns.
"You're late."
She chuckles nervously, "Well..."
My eyes widen as I notice her hair. Its done differently today, its curled and swept back elegantly to the back, held by a stunning clip etched with an incredible design. I saw that same hair style on one of those girls surrounding the attention magnet earlier.
Was she with...
"Were you with..."
She stares at her feet embarrassed. At that moment, I could tell what her answer would be. She knows how much I...detest...that guy, but I'm not upset that she met him. Its her life. She can do whatever she wants.
But I wish she told me about her feelings towards him. I mean, we've been best friends for 5 years! Something like that should be told to a best friend, right? Does she not trust me?
As if she read my mind she explains, "Look. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you about it, I know you're upset about that. I was planning to do so when I came in but it looks like you already knew."
I give her a small smile, "Its all good. You don't need to explain yourself, I understand."
She grins and pulls me into a hug, "Thanks" I smile in response.
She takes her seat beside me and I take a sip from my water bottle, " Since when did you start liking him?"
Theres a pause, as if she is trying to take in the question, " I can't say. I just realized a day ago that I have...something....towards thats guy."
I smirk, "Something?" I tease, "Oh! You mean feelings~"
Her face turns flushed with embarrassment, "One day, when you find a guy you like, I'll do the same to you."
I throw my head back and laugh sarcastically, "Thats not gonna happen."
"Why not?"
"Because I am actually gonna be bold about my feelings. I mean, why wouldn't I? If fate brought us together then we are-"
"Meant to be?"
I smile, "Exactly."
There was ding! that came from the P.A and all the students and teachers fell silent, listening to whatever was so important that needed to be announced on the P.A system.
"Good morning students and teachers. We are pleased to announce that once again our boys volleyball team will enter Nationals. We are also looking forward to meeting their new manager as we are in search of a new one. If you are interested, please ask the teacher in charge. Thank you and have a nice day."
(Bff/n) stares at me with pure mischief dancing in her eyes. I already know what she's going to say.
"No way.", I answer to her unasked yet question.
She pouts and grabs my upper arm and looks at me with pleading eyes.
"Please?~"
"No."
"Pleazies~~~~~"
"Nope!"
"Please? This is my chance to finally get close to him. I need you there to help me ya know?"
I raise an eyebrow, "To help you with...", I motion my hands to usher her to continue my sentence.
A crimson blush crosses her face till her ears. "Um...well...", she stutters.
She glances at me wearily. But I keep a straight face, waiting for her to reply.
"Uh...well...you know...t-to h-help...c-c-control...myself...", she stammers.
She buries her face in her hands with embarrassment as I laugh at her just like the good friend I am.
I wipe a tear and nod my head, "Okay, okay. I'll go with you."
Her eyes widen with excitement as she pulls me into a hug, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
"As always, anything for my best friend~"
She grins.
"We'll go during lunch. Okay?"
I groan at the mention of missing food, "B-but..."
She gives me that look and I sigh disappointingly. "Got it..."
