I walked up to the school. I read the sign that said Yosen High School. There were many students walking outside and many were handing out sheets of paper to the students to join their clubs. I wasn't really expecting to join a club, but I would like to join one that would be athletic and sporty. I walked towards the students that were walking around searching for some way they could fit in with the second-years and the other high schoolers.

I was listening to some music on my iPod and I was singing along to it quietly. I didn't really like to sing in front of people. It's my number-one fear, but I would like to sing in front of my friends but I'm scared they wouldn't think I'm good. Maybe one day I would. Hmmm...my friends. I can't believe it. Why did we have to split up like that? I'm lonely at this school cause Laura went to Rakuzan, Rie went to Kaijo, Rin went to Gakuen, and Amaya went to Seirin, while I went to Yosen. I was supposed to go to Seirin with Amaya, but my parents thought going to Yosen would give me better education. But at least we can all meet up at our favorite place to hang out, Laura's place.

Amaya was talking to me about telling my parents that I should go to Seirin with her so I won't be alone, but I knew my parents wouldn't accept. I kept begging them, but it was no use. I hope none of the girls or boys pick on me. Probably not. I'm a nice and sweet person and such a girl. And I'm hoping that I would make some new friends, but Laura, Rie, Amaya, Rin and I will always have a special relationship that no one will ever brake.

As I walk, I remember I had to give some paper my parents told me to give to the co-principal. I turn off my iPod and put it inside my school bag. I look down at my school uniform. I absolutely love it, but Amaya hates it and I wouldn't complain. With those short skirts and her long legs, she does not look good in them. It's not her style.

I don't even pay attention to where I'm walking while I'm looking for that form I'm supposed to turn in, and something horrible happens. I bump into this extremely tall guy and I fall back, but he doesn't. I feel like a complete fool. So much for trying to fit it, instead I humiliate myself, all for some stupid form.

"You ok? Sorry, I didn't see you there. Your just so small," says the guy. I look up at him. He wore a buttoned-jacket with cuffs on the sleeves that were purple and on the side of his jacket, it read Yosen, so I suppose he goes here.

"Thanks, I needed that," I say trying to pick up the stuff that fell out of my school bag.

"No, I mean-" he says then I cut him off.

"Yea, I know what you meant. It's my fault for being a little short." He gives me what I think is a smile.

"Let me help you with that," he says bending down to help me pick up my scattered school stuff. Then, while we clean them up, there was a moment were we touch hands. Feeling his warm, big hands made me blush. He suddenly pulls back and we pretend nothing happened.

We put all my stuff back into my school bag and he lets out his hand to pull me up and I gladly accept. When he pulls me up, he makes me jump up and I land back on my feet.

"Woah, when you pick me up, you make me fly," I say.

"That's because I go to the Yosen Basketball Club. I guess my strength hasn't left me yet,"he says.

A basketball club? They have that here? Well, of course they do. But, maybe this is what will get me to fit in with the others at school and prove to them that I'm not just some new student at some high school.

"Is there anyway I can join the basketball club?" I ask, hoping he would say yes. But all he does is stare at me for a few seconds, and starts laughing at my face. I feel so humiliated. Everyone now has there attention to me and the tall guy. I almost start to walk away when he grabs my arm and I turn towards him with my face strawberry-red.

"Wait, don't leave. You didn't let me finish. We were going to shut down the basketball club."

"Really? Why?" I say my face starting to cool down a bit.

"Because our other coach had gotten seriously injured on our last game and couldn't be able to coach any more. We had no choice but to shut it down, until you asked to join. When I thought of it, it was too funny to see you coach since your so..." he says leaving time for me to let out my anger at him.

"So what?" I say almost yelling at him now.

"So...weak," he says quietly, thinking that I wouldn't hear his insult. Weak? Who does he think he is, judging people he doesn't even know. I can't believe this guy. I yank my arm out of his hand and I'm about to turn away, but I don't. I just keep up the conversation.

"Listen here, big mouth. Even though I may seem weak on the outside, but I am determined on the inside. And if I want to be the couch of your little basketball gang, then so be it," I say to him. What just happened? I've never talked like that to anyone in my life. I guess this is a first.

"Ok."

"Ok?" I say, confused.

"Ok, you can join. We'll see how determined you can be, coach. See you on Wednesday," he says and he leaves.

"Wait, aren't you going to tell me your name?!" I yell at him.

"I'll tell you on Wednesday!" he yells back, then goes inside the school while I stay outside, alone again.