So I'm writing my first fic on my phone. If this turns out terrible. Im sorry.
~*~ Htgr8 ~*
Chiro never understood why his school made the boys play volleyball.
Honestly, no one really knew. Especially when said sport is played on wrestling mats that were bent up in the corners creating hazards for the boys to avoid.
Chiro himself was especially bad at this sport, he was never a sport person, but he understood the basic rules and could play most of them. But volleyball he couldn't get the hang of.
This game the teacher had decided to split them up into groups, instead of letting the boys choose. Chiro was put on a team with athletes, so he rarely had to deal with the ball, besides serving, which was the only thing he could do.
While Chiro was waiting for class to get over, a player served the ball, this was the last point for the game, and they were tied. Chiro saw his teamate set the ball back over the net. Anther person from the opposing team bumped the ball over the net.
This particular bump went in to the air and descended down to where Chiro was. 'I could win the game' he though to himself. Positioning his hands to bump the ball, Chiro smirked. This was too easy. He lunged forward and the ball descended in that direction. He could hear imaginary triumphant music playing and the world seemed to slow down. He lunded for the ball to send it over the net.
But the dumb ball hit the side of his fist and went fling off into another direction, but in the game of volleyball, you have to have two more points than the other team to win, so Chiro technically didn't loose the game for his team.
But Chiro never played volleyball ever again.
Poor Chiro, he was so happy to hit the ball.
I'm a little evil, aren't I?
But that actually happeded, except it was locker clean out day in gym and we got into a volleyball circle to play for fun.
So yeah XD I thought 'Wouldn't it be funny if Chiro had the same thing happen?
~*~ Htgr8 ~*