Just some dream based idiocracy

He really set the ball on fire I'm telling you

Sports day. Lemon wasn't totally against the idea. But it was also a time when Orange couldn't play with him. Basically, the citrus squad went onto doing professional competitions while he'd rather just casually play. Since then he wouldn't have to keep all the rules...he'd also like to see how far he can hit a tennis ball. But because the citrus squad wasn't available and they wouldn't let him do stuff like that, all he could do is just sit down and stare into the unknown. All until a certain white haired enthusiastic fellow approached him. He only noticed him when he placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Oh, Rockstar, umm hi"

"Heyyy"

"Uh so... How come you aren't playing a friend?"

"You're my friend too!"

These words still flustered him, especially with how frequently he said them.

"Uhmm... Right. Yeah."

"...So, I was thinking about playing something with you, since there's a few options"

"Oh?" Lemon may have gotten more flustered and Rockstar may have taken it the wrong way.

"I'm not commanding you or anything, I just thought it would be nice" Rockstar got a bit defensive.

"No, I'd love it's just a bit sudden"

Lemon could see Rockstar's mood swing from rejected to excited and it was the most adorable thing ever.

"You mean it?" Rockstar almost cried, although he may have exaggerated his expression. Lemon sighed to that, but he was smiling regardless.

"Yes. Yes, I do"

"So what would you like to play?"

"Tennis but wrong maybe...? Though I tend to pass the ball back strong"

"Oh, you mean like when you play tennis as if it was badminton?"

"You know it?"

"Yeah, I've seen you play. I think I'll be able to handle it!"

"Are you sure?"

"Are you challenging me?"

"Absolutely" Lemon laughed briefly.

"Then let's get to it" Rockstar said as he pulled Lemon along with himself. Soon, they were ready to play, and also chose the most horrible place they could play by: by the water. It's the fault of the both of them - but mostly Rockstar - wanting to make a casual play around into a real challenge. Although Lemon had never played with Rockstar, he could see that Rockstar was very enthusiastic to play for some reason... He wonders if he hits with the same amount of enthusiasm. As they started to play, he quickly realized that Rockstar may just be his dream partner... In tennis, absolutely nothing else. Oh, he'd never even think of that, why would he even-

Rockstar's hits were magnificent and strong. He played so efficiently, as if he was doing a performance. But he didn't look like he was on the edge, even when he could just barely hit the ball right back. Lemon was slightly mesmerized by it, which Rockstar noticed.

"I see you like the way I play, huh, Lem?"

Lem seemed just a little bit flustered so he only responded with a nod and a quiet 'yeah' that Rockstar could have only heard if he stood right beside him. Due to Lemon being flustered, he hit the ball too hard and Rockstar could only watch as it flew into the ocean. For a few seconds he just stood there but not for long. Lemon watched shocked as Rockstar threw off his shirt and ran into the ocean to get the ball back... He was admirably stupid. Like, they could just get a new ball but Rockstar threw himself in the ocean with little hesitation. Lemon couldn't help but chuckle. Maybe it's even a little bit cute that he's doing this? Cute, huh. Although once he came back, with the ball in his hand...drenched in water... Why does his hair look so great wet?