An opened top trailer, being pulled by a bike passes me by. I snort a laugh, spotting the two boys, one is riding the bike and the other sitting comfortably in the back of the trailer.
"Look! It's Koneko-san!" The beady eyed black haired guy in a gakuran states as the trailer stops.
"Hello? I'm guessing you're heading to Kaijo's game against Serin." I smile brightly at the two boys.
"Indeed, due to your knowledge of it, I'm guessing you're heading there too." Midorima-kun says. I nod.
"We ought to be swapping in a minute, hop in, Koneko-san! I'm sure Shin-chan can pull someone as light as you." The black haired boy offers
"Thank you..." I trail off. Did he introduce himself last time?
"Kazunari Takao!" He introduces. "Shin-chaann, scooch up for Koneko-san." Takao-kun says.
My shooting idol shifts over so I may join him in the trailer. I hold my skirt as I clamber in. I sit down beside Midorima-kun.
"So you go to Kaijo, Koneko-san?" I am asked.
"I do." I nod.
"Why didn't you ask for Kise's help?" Midorima-kun demands.
"His fangirls don't like me talking to him." I admit. "Midorima-kun doesn't model and was pretty cold when interviewed. I figured you wouldn't have lots of jealous fangirls demanding your attention teehee."
"Kawaii." Takao mutters.
"Looks like traffic." Midorima-kun mutters. "Kise said that match begun about ten minutes ago."
I hop out of the trailer. "I'll run the rest of the way!" I declare before bowing. I prepare myself for a hasty run. If I run to the school I'll make it in time for the last quarter. That is if I don't die in the process.
I stop at the corner shop a buy a can of drink from the vending machine, draining it and tossing the can in the bin before stating off again.
I turn the corner and spot Kaijo High. Not slowing, I rush inside only to hear Kise-kun .complaining to the captain.
"Senpaiii, where is Ryouchi?"
"Okenok isn't allowed here. He's out trump card, baka." Kasamatsu Yukio punches the top of Kise's pretty blond head.
The game is fast paced. It looks fun. There is so much fire burning down there in the hearts of the players. They're too fired up for a practise match. Kise particularly, he looks insanely eager to win. They're running out of time! The game is drawing to a close and Kaijo have a meagre lead against Serin.
"I have to hand it to you, Koneko-san, you're fast." I spin on my heels. Midorima-kun!
"Where is Takao-kun?" I ask.
"Stuck in traffic." I am told.
"You left him!" I gasp.
"So did you." My idol replies with a cool head.
"But I don't know him!" I protest.
We continue to watch. Our eyes follow the teams. Serin has the ball. A redhead is making his way to the basket. He's running out of time! Come on Kaijo!
The redhead makes it! A buzzer beater!
"Look at the score. Serin took the match!" I gasp, hearing the bell signaling the game's end.
"Kuroko...won?" Midorima looks shocked, he turns to leave.
"Midorima-kun!" I call.
"Koneko-san, I will not teach you to shoot. " I am told. I sigh. Dammit! Why is he so against this?
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Squary Note:
Sorry that these chapters are short! Soon they will get longer, I swear!
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