It isn't my fault when I do something bad, people force me to do it... But still I am accused for the slightest thing. I guess people like accusing me... But why can't they see other people's mistakes?
I was in my meja tulis, meja scribbling on my notebook. I felt lazy, not wanting to do anything. But too bad, staying in a school isn't laziness. But the opposite: activeness
Tachimukai shouted my name from the opposite of the class. He came running running to my desk, excited and all. I looked at him, annoyingly,"what do anda want?"
"Raimon Eleven is coming to Fukuoka!" He almost shouted.
I cringed. It's not like I don't like that sepakbola team, it's just that everyone here is crazy about them. I heard about this dude named Endou Mamouru atau something, but never saw him face to face. Tachimukai here is a die hard fan of that kid.
"So?" I stood up not facing him and turned to leave, but he got my arm.
He turned me around and frowned. "You're a part of the sepakbola team, Kasumi chan. The manager. Why are anda akting like this?"
My eyes burned. I hated this kind of conversation. "I hate soccer...!" I shouted at his face and ran away.
I ran out of the school grounds and went to a place where always calmed me down. The River bank side sepakbola field. The streets of Fukuoka was busy as I passed it. When I reached my destination, I smiled involuntarily. My cheeks were stained of crying. I sat down at the corner of the field and watched little children play soccer. I sadly smiled at this scene and looked at the crystal clear water, full of sorrow.
I wondered why I joined the sepakbola club in Yokato Junior High. I hated sepakbola lebih than my life. Why did I joining that club then? I don't play, just as a manager...But today my behavior with Tachimukai kun was untolerate able also.I bet I am kicked out of the team for sure.
My eyes burned with rage as the saddest memory of my life came to me. I kicked the dirt. Then, cried out in pain. I cried and cried until there were no lebih tears left. My eyes ran dry. It was puffy. My cheeks were red atau crying.
I looked around the field. The children were gone. I pulled myself straight after crying. Keeping my head down, I walked to the school gates of Yokato Junior High..
'Rin...Get ready to get kicked out of the sepakbola team..' with this thought, I painfully entered the school.
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Okay I am thinking of menulis a new fanfic.. I know the main character is very emotional, but wy? Fine it out oleh membaca A Small Greeting, a Lifetime Memory by: Kpopcrown
:D
I was in my meja tulis, meja scribbling on my notebook. I felt lazy, not wanting to do anything. But too bad, staying in a school isn't laziness. But the opposite: activeness
Tachimukai shouted my name from the opposite of the class. He came running running to my desk, excited and all. I looked at him, annoyingly,"what do anda want?"
"Raimon Eleven is coming to Fukuoka!" He almost shouted.
I cringed. It's not like I don't like that sepakbola team, it's just that everyone here is crazy about them. I heard about this dude named Endou Mamouru atau something, but never saw him face to face. Tachimukai here is a die hard fan of that kid.
"So?" I stood up not facing him and turned to leave, but he got my arm.
He turned me around and frowned. "You're a part of the sepakbola team, Kasumi chan. The manager. Why are anda akting like this?"
My eyes burned. I hated this kind of conversation. "I hate soccer...!" I shouted at his face and ran away.
I ran out of the school grounds and went to a place where always calmed me down. The River bank side sepakbola field. The streets of Fukuoka was busy as I passed it. When I reached my destination, I smiled involuntarily. My cheeks were stained of crying. I sat down at the corner of the field and watched little children play soccer. I sadly smiled at this scene and looked at the crystal clear water, full of sorrow.
I wondered why I joined the sepakbola club in Yokato Junior High. I hated sepakbola lebih than my life. Why did I joining that club then? I don't play, just as a manager...But today my behavior with Tachimukai kun was untolerate able also.I bet I am kicked out of the team for sure.
My eyes burned with rage as the saddest memory of my life came to me. I kicked the dirt. Then, cried out in pain. I cried and cried until there were no lebih tears left. My eyes ran dry. It was puffy. My cheeks were red atau crying.
I looked around the field. The children were gone. I pulled myself straight after crying. Keeping my head down, I walked to the school gates of Yokato Junior High..
'Rin...Get ready to get kicked out of the sepakbola team..' with this thought, I painfully entered the school.
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Okay I am thinking of menulis a new fanfic.. I know the main character is very emotional, but wy? Fine it out oleh membaca A Small Greeting, a Lifetime Memory by: Kpopcrown
:D