All I know

Important Things

by

Numanife (Kat)

Okay this is a request from NerdyPassionLoves

Thanks and Enjoy!!

Ryoma hung his racket holder on his slim shoulder, looking straight ahead to his homeroom. Why am I admiring him? He's one of those tennis jocks, yuck. I never liked tennis, or any sport, for that manner. Plus, he's like a mindless droid.

Hey, that kid's chewing gum in school! That's not aloud! I ran over and began to yell at him when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and looked up at Momoshiro-sempai, whom has failed to realize that I'm class president. And I can enforce school rules if I so please.

After telling him to go back to his homeroom and do something productive with his time, I walked past Ryuzaki-san, smiling slightly. She was a sweet girl, and stayed in line. I pushed my glasses up with my middle finger and finished attendance for sensei, before he got back from his duties.

I only needed my glasses on for reading, and even then, they aren't that important, but I keep them on, just in case.

I heard some one mumble "Made made dane," behind me, and I twitched, then turned to look at Echizen-san. Jerk, well, whatever, I don't care, I happen to be having a perfectly good day so far. Not something a simple minded tennis jock could ever ruin.

I walked to the front of the class, setting the clipboard on sensei's desk, then, pushed my crimson bangs out of my eyes. the rest of it, which was pulled back into a low pony tail, stayed on my shoulder gently. I clipped my bangs back into place on the side of my head, and organized my things as I waited for class to start. I heard the door open and I looked up, but just let them drop when I saw Fuji-san walking into the classroom.

I got up and walked towards him, stopping behind him, as he looked around, "Yes, Fuji-san?"

"Hello, Kyra-chan, where's your sensei?"He asked with that empty smile. "You don't have to call me Fuji, you know, we've known each other forever."

I rolled my eyes, "He's off doing duties, if you must know. Why?" I asked back, wishing I could smack that less-than-half-hearted smile off his egoist face. Sadist moron.

"I was asked to give this to him," He answered and kept that weird smile. He handed me a small slip with my name off it. Principal's office! What for?

"Very well, then, carry on," I mumbled then pushed past him, heading towards the office. I probably was getting a reward or something. I've always had a clean record.

I stepped into the doorway and looked up at the principal. He smiled and motioned me in. My feet shifted until I got to the seat in front of his desk.

"Now, Kyra-san, I understand that your class president, but maybe you should think of joining a club. Like something physically active. I know you have been the greatest in gym in the past, so, maybe you should to get more active." He explained. Being my uncle and all, that meant, join an active club, or no more laptop. Or something like that.

"Yes, sir. What do you have in mind?" I asked, knowing he had already thought of something, being the evil man he was.

"Well, that Ryoma Echizen is in your class. Maybe he could teach you some tennis, and you can join the tennis club. " I froze at this statement *cough*command*cough*. My uncle had this weird mind control power where he would smile and say something, and mean the other. Fuji-san is almost the exact same way.

I sighed and got up, fixing my skirt. I looked at him and rolled my eyes. "Why not something else? You know I hate tennis." I mumbled. He looked at me and smiled. I got the message quickly, and left.

Why couldn't he have talked to me about that before, like when we got home?

I went back into my classroom and sat down, pulling my book onto my desk. This is going to be a long year.

After classes, and went towards Tomoka-san and Ryuzaki-san. "Excuse me?"

Tomoka-san looked up from the GL magazine and smiles, "Yeah?"

"I was wondering if you could.... teach me some tennis..." I looked away and the whole room went quiet. I looked around and sighed, frowning slightly. "Forget it!" I said and left.

I don't need a tennis mentor. I'll do it myself.

I pulled the storage closet door open and pulled out a racket and ball. This shouldn't be too hard. I mean how hard is it to hit a ball back and forth.

I got to the back wall of the school and took a deep breath in. I hit the ball under hand and it bounced off this wall. I went to hit it again and missed.

Why am I doing this? Why do I care? I could be studying.

I turned the corner and began to walk by the courts. I stopped and looked at them, playing happily. Inui-sempai pulling out his concoction he calls 'Inui Juice'. Gross, but effective, I guess. I looked at the courts and saw Echizen-san and Momo-sempai playing a tennis match. The way Echizen chased the ball, the way he smashed it, was amazing.

I shook my head and began to walk off, losing interest fast.

The only competition I'll ever take part in is a spelling bee, or a math competition.

Defiantly not a tennis one, though.

Okay, Here's my RyoOC story. Chapter two will be out soon. Review and alert or w/e :)