So, as promised this is the english version. I've change it a little bit from the original for a good translation and I realized that some things were out of place or unnecessary or incongruent to the story.

This is also some practice from me to write in english so help me with it since sometimes I have some trouble with it (but I believe that it's better than whatever translation you can get from Google translate).

I hope you enjoy

Ah… what time is it?...

(Cellphone ringing)

Eh…

¨Hello?¨

¨So you just woke up.¨

¨Huh?...¨ Mako?

¨Himeko… do you know what time is it?¨

¨No… my phone hasn't…¨ come on, wake up ¨The alarm has not…¨

¨11:30am… the match starts at 1:00pm and it would be pretty damn bad if our photographer isn't present to do her job.¨ oh… wait what?

...11:30am...

AHHHHHHH… HOW CAN I BE THIS STUPID.

¨Uhhh… I'm on my way.¨ there's only time for a shower. Better make it quick.

¨Hurry up, it's your first time but I don't think Souma will appreciate that.¨ how can I do this to him? And how can I do this to my future.

¨I-I'm sorry… bye, see you later.¨ come on, come on, come on.

Here and here and here… done.

What do I wear?... Ehhhh… doesn't matter… well, it does but… uhhh… this will be fine.

Come on. This is your chance.

Breakfast? No, not enough time. I'll eat in the stadium.

Okay… I got the camera, perfect.

Lock the door and out we go.

Please taxi-san, stop for me…

Nobody. Should I?... Well, it's all or nothing.

Come on, just ask somebody for a lift, it is not that hard.

Oh, come on… Okay, at the count of three… when the light's red.

Okay… One… Two… THREE. MOVE.

¨Excuse me…¨ I asked hitting a black window a couple of times. I couldn't see a thing through the glass. It was clear that they weren't letting me in. Nevertheless, it didn't hurt to ask ¨Could you please take me to the tennis stadium? I'm late and I really need a lift.¨ my praying was rewarded as the window was slowly but steadily going down.

¨I'm sorry miss, we can't help you.¨ mmmm… it was as expected.

¨Sure… thanks anyway.¨ better luck next time…

¨Wait…¨ there was someone on the back seat ¨Get in, quick¨.

¨Ehhhh.¨ GET IN ¨Thanks…¨ as soon as I entered, the light turned green.

¨Don't worry, we were also going to the stadium.¨ I hadn't dare to look in the eyes to the one who had become my savior. But something about the way she spoke just gave me this nostalgia that I didn't even knew how to describe.

That feeling just gave me more curiosity as to who was this person, I owed to her to be gentle enough to look at her in the eyes. So I did, and I found a beautiful woman with bright blue eyes and bright blue hair. For some reason or another, my heart beating started to raise full speed and my eyes felt like bursting with tears. It was just weird all that I was feeling at that moment.

¨Ehhhh…¨ I tried to speak but the words didn't come up. A knot in my throat limited my diction and all my feelings just circle around my head. I was just a complete mess. Without much thought and without much eye contact, finally I could say something to the maiden beside me ¨And… ¿why are you going to the game? Eh…¨ I didn't know her name.

¨Chikane Himemiya… ¿and you?¨ I look to the front unable to wrap my head around the moment and I saw the eyes of the driver shifting in expectation to the things we were saying to each other.

¨I'm Himeko Kurusagawa… it's a pleasure to meet you.¨ ¿what was I saying?... oh yeah, that ¨So… why are you going to the stadium Chikane-chan?¨ the car stopped abruptly for a split second before continuing its way through the streets of the city.

¨Sorry for that Himemiya-sama.¨ … … …

¨Ah… I'm sorry for being so abrupt with you... i-it just came out.¨ it really just came out.

A moment of silence continued as I was just trying my best not to look at her again. But that was hard and in a single sneak pick to the other side of the car, I saw a tint of red in her cheeks and a surprised expression that quickly turned into a smile.

¨It doesn't matter. Please, continue calling me like that as long as you let me call you Himeko.¨ now the turn was mine to just have those expressions, the only difference being that my head felt like burning on itself as I simply nodded my head yes. As my eyes were wondering through the car, I saw again the expression of wonder on the driver's face as we continue speaking ¨Why were you in such a hurry for the stadium? If you let me know.¨

¨Hahahah, yeah sure… Ehh... I'm a photographer for a sports magazine. Not the thing that I wanted but at the time is what I have thanks to my friend.¨ and it was the only place where they accepted me… thanks Mako ¨And if I succeed with this final it could give me a boost for future projects.¨ and I need to pay the bills.

¨Oh… then we might just cross paths during the game.¨

¨Are you from press also?¨ or did she just wanted to watch the final of the semi-pro tennis for men and women… what a convoluted mess of a name now that I think about it.

¨We are here.¨ the driver told us ¨The entrance for press is that one.¨ he pointed with the finger to a guarded entrance.

¨Thanks, see you later.¨ I got out of the car. So... they aren't press. Well, I suppose someone as prestige as her has a privileged place to watch the game.

¨Hey!¨ she called me as I was walking to the entrance. ¨You forgot this.¨MY CAMERA… ahhhh

¨Ahhhhh... Thanks Chikane-chan.¨ everything is just going downhill for me this day… lets just hope for the best.

¨Hahahaha, don't worry. See ya.¨ and then they leaved.

I've got to call Mako.

I've completed the translations but I want you (the audience) to share your thoughts on the story as it goes so I choose to publish it every 2 days (tomorrow no, after tomorrow yes and so on and so forth) or 3 days. Depending on your involvement it could be just one every single day or the whole thing at once so there's that.

So, leave a comment or whatever if you want and I see you in the next one.

Thanks for reading.