Hiding In The Stars.

People Talk

Kiyoko walked down the hall of her school, not paying attention to where she was or who was arounnd her, most people stood at the end of the sides of the corridor, or in a classrom. She kept thinking about Yachi, and that she hadn't seen her today, and she hoped she was ok and safe and- 

"Kiyo?" Someone questioned from the side of the corridor, they reached out and put thier hand on her shoulder, but she flinched away. "Hey, Kiyo, it's ok. Its just us." She looked up, and saw a boy with fluffy silver hair, and annother with short brown hair. "Its just us." Suga repated, looking at his friend, replacing his hand. She smilled, Suga was everyone's friend, and he was able to put even the most nervous of souls feel at ease. Dachi smilled at him, but frowned quickly. People were whispering, people talked. They didn't shut up, and Kiyoko tended to get glances and off-handed comments most days. "No, I know that look." Suga joked, taking his hand off Kiyoko's shoulder. 

"Me to. Its Ok, Dachi. It happens all the time, you know it does." Kiyo smilled at him. 

"I know, doesn't mean I have to like it. The entire team is like a familly to me, well, I mean, I guess if-"

"Don't finish that sentance." Kiyoko said, laughing. "We should get out of the way." 

"Woah, did I see that right, did Kiyo smile?" 

"Don't make me regret it." She glared. The three moved to the other side of the corridor, and continued to talk.  

As the third years were talking, Hitoka Yachi was in her classroom, reading. She saw a famillar poof of orange hair. "Hey Yachi!"  Hinata said, drawing all the attention to her, and she squrimed. "Eh- Oh!" He ran over to her, and leaned down to her level. "Hey, Coach wants to talk to us." 

"Us? Like at lunch? And who's us?" Yachi asked, tilting her head. "Is this about-" She lowered her voice. "About yesterday?" Hinata was quiet, and peole, people with friends in thier class, started to whisper, and Hinata slowly nodded. 

"Yeah. And what do you think they're talking about?" Hinata matched her whisper, Yachi looked around, shoved her book in and grabbed her bag. "Oh, outside?" Hinata said, strightning up. Yachi was greatful for her best friend being able to read her, but she had promised to stop being so shy. "Yeah, where does he want to meet?" She said, at a normal volume. "In the hall, office?" Hinata looked suprise at this sudden increase in volume, but smilled and tilted his head. 

"Just in the hall." He replied, at equal volume. He grabed Yachi's wrist and the two went laughing out of the class room, leaning on the wall outside of it. "Oh my god, that was amazong Yach." Hinata laughed. 

"Thanks, so, sports hall?" She replied, calming herself down. 

"Oh, yeah." 

"Hey, Yachi!" Someone called from the end of the hallway, the classroom door. "Forgetting something?" The girl held up a a pencil packet, and in it was a orange bracelet. "Is this a gift for your boyfriend?" She sneered, staring down Hinata. "I mean, even you should have higher standards than him, especially in terms of hight." Yachi grabbed Hinata's wrist, stoping her best friend form moving forwards, and doing something he'll regret. Hinata wasn't an agressive person, but as a genral rule of tumb, you don't insult his friends. Or his hight. Yachi shook her head at him, so he took a step back, and Yachi let go. "Oh, trying to stop the boy from throwing a volleyball at my head? Wow, I'm so scared by our tiny flunk team." The girl was taller than Yachi, taller than Hinata and Noya and Kiyoko. I have to get that back, Yachi thought. Almost as if he read her mind, Hinata steped forwards. 

"Give that back." He said, but he stayed by Yachi's side, and grabbed her arm again. "Who's bracelet is that?" He whispered. 

"Someone on the teams, I don't know how it got to my room." She replied.