I sigh for what seems to be the umpteenth time as I run my fingers through my hair. I cringe at how sweaty it is because of the tryouts, just wanting nothing more than to take a nice cold shower."Dude you looked so cool! You were all like "I got this coach" and then you shot the ball and it went in from half court--from fricken half court! I can't believe I'm friends with such an awesome person. Mia, you are so cool."
"Thanks Jimin" I say while Dutch braiding my hair so that it is out of my face. Only my bangs remain, the wispy strands of hair covering my eyebrows and framing my face. I had changed back into the clothes that I had gone to school in today, my socks surprising cool against my legs. I made sure to reapply my deodorant and perfume, not wanting to meet Jimin's friends while smelling like the guy's locker room.
"Are you ready to meet my friends Mia? They are really nice guys."
I nod my head while looking over at him, watching his smile widen as I do so.
"You're friends with them Jimin. I bet I will instantly like them."
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"Yah! Jiminie! You are late!"
Jimin sighs while smiling tiredly, picking up his pace so that he can meet the five guys in front of us. He had told me that one of them was going to be coming later as well, but I have yet to hear who it is. I watch from my a spot as Jimin and the guys mess around and make fun of each other, their smiles large and genuine. I love how happy they all seem to look, their love and affection towards each other obviously real.
"Guys, this is my friend Bohemian. She just transferred into our school on a scholarship."
I blush as they all stop what they are doing to look at me, having all of their attention on me kind of unsettling. I am used to people looking at me if I'm playing basketball or rapping, but these guys are all super attractive. I am also a little bit nervous. These are Jimin's friends, and I want to make a nice impression on them.
"Hey guys. It's nice to meet you."
I smile and trail my foot around in the dirt a little bit, trying to hide the fact that I am so nervous right now. I am relieved when the all smile at me, seemingly happy to meet me.
"Woah! You go to our school on a scholarship? You must be really smart!"
I smile at the guy who looks like he might be a little bit younger than I am, admiring the way his eyes light up when he smiles.
"I guess you could say that" I answer shyly, not wanting to sound stuck up in front of them. Jimin scoffs before rolling his eyes, placing his arm around my shoulder and leaning on me.
"She's just being modest. She answered a question even before the teacher did. She did it all in her head while the teacher had to use a calculator and then google it to see if the answer was correct."
I groan under his weight, flicking him on the forehead to get him off of me.
"Yah! Jimin! This is my hurt arm you smol Mochi!"
He apologizes while softly touching my arm, trying to make up for leaning on it. It is still incredibly sore from tryouts today, although it has gotten a little better. Jimin had seen me fall and had gotten worried. I walked to where he was sitting after tryouts were over to find him sitting there with a bag of ice waiting for me. That made him even better of a friend in my eyes. I just met him, yet he has been so kind to me.
"How did you hurt it Bohemian?" the tallest one asks, his eyes filled with concern. I shrug while moving my long sleeve up, displaying how discolored my arm had gotten from the fall. They all gasp when they see it, coming closer to take a better look at it.
"I got pushed down during basketball tryouts today" I say while watching them look at me with concern, smiling at how nice these boys are. The pretty one with the brown hair looks at me in awe, his pink lips pulled into a small smile.
"You tried out for the guy's basketball team?"
I nod and they all look impressed, going on about how cool I am to be so smart and athletic.
"We should introduce ourselves. I'm Jin. I go to the university next door."
"My name is Namjoon, it's nice to meet you Bohemian."
"I'm Hoseok. Lets be the best of friends!"
"Kim Taehyung here. Taehyung Kim. I like your sweatshirt."
"I'm Jungkook.......you are so cool."
I smile at all of them, already liking their different personalities. The one who introduced himself as Taehyung suddenly looks at Jimin, his eyebrows creased in confusion.
"Where is Suga hyung?" he asks as he looks around.
"I'm right here."
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Basketball: BTS Yoongi ff
Fanfiction"Yah! What was that for?" I yell as I hold onto my arm as it throbs with pain. "If you can't handle the pain, get off the fucking court."