mattia
"wake up biatchhh!" i yell standing above kairi on his bed, throwing a pillow at his head.
a groan slips from his mouth. one thing i've learned about kairi over the years, is that he's not a morning person. his eyes widen, probably at the extreme light in his room. he always has the windows closed, with his led lights on, but it's time for a change. before i woke him up, i opened up his blinds, which emitted a lot of light into the room afterwards.
"what time is it?" kairi asks me as he checks his phone. he looks up to me, still standing on his bed.
"why'd you wake me up so fucking early? it's 7 am... and not a school day!" he complained as he walked towards his mirror to examine his face.
"ok... and? it's game day!" i hinted to him, slightly confused. he was so ready for our big game today! what's with the sudden change of emotion?
stepping off of his bed, we make eye contact through the mirror. his eyes get big again as the reminder rushes through his brain.
"yeah my bad man, i had some weird dreams i guess. wanna grab breakfast?" kairi asks me as he walks out his bedroom door.
"yeah it's really good mrs. cosentino!" i say smiling to the japanese lady.
me and kairi didn't spark much conversation over pancakes his mom made. i guess we were both caught up in our thoughts. i wanted to tell one of my bestfriends the real reason i came to his house last night, but i couldn't bring myself to. i couldn't put him in that kind of danger, i care about him too much.
kairi
while i have to admit, my moms pancakes hit different, i just couldn't enjoy them like i usually do. i was so excited for the game today i don't even know how it could slip my mind overnight. and yes i wasn't telling the complete truth to mattia.
i was having weird dreams, but they were about that girl from yesterday. i'm not sure why, but i couldn't get her out of my mind. her smile was so amazing, but me not knowing who she is, i mean it's just driving me more insane.
mattia and i have been sitting in silence for the past 10 minutes eating. the only sound there is, is dishes rattling against each other as my mom washes them. usually me and mattia would be talking and laughing about something, or on our phones, but this time we just sat here, not talking, just eating.
"isn't the game at 2?" i lift my head to mattia.
"coach texted the team that they changed it to 12 due to the weather. you were asleep." mattia explained. apparently there was going to be some serious thunderstorms.
"that's why i woke you up so early dickhead." mattia then says. he always calls me a dickhead. it made me chuckle a little.
"ight imma go take a shower." i say to mattia before getting up and handing my mom my plate. mattia nods.
i didn't take a long shower. just one long enough to wash my body. i was going to take another shower when i got home before dinner, anyways. somehow though, i didn't find myself wondering about that girl. i'm just going to have to think she's new, so i don't get any more distracted than i already have. i need to be clear minded for the game.
"bye ma!" i say to my mother before i give her a kiss on the cheek and walk out the door.
mattia following behind me, with our soccer bags in hand. mattia would be driving me and alejandro to the game, the others were riding with alvaro's mom.
music full blast, all three of us are having fun. all smiles, windows down, driving to the school. as we pull in, we see coach and some of the other players on the bleachers.
"ayy what's good?!" i say, dapping up some of my teammates.
