I do not own Prince of Tennis! (I wish I did though)

I knew from the start. Why had I tried out for this anyways? I should be in a music club instead. Instead, I tried out for Tennis. Fat chance of getting in, but trying to play with Tomo-chan and with my grandmother's guidance had leaded me to think that I may stand a chance. Instead, I needed wake up and smell the concrete.

It's an endless cycle. I started playing tennis not so long after seeing Ryoma defeat those High School students from those train. Had I started because of him? I hope not. After seeing his reaction toward I throughout these times about me and my not so secret crush toward him led me to draw some conclusions. I needed to wake up and move on. He had not interest in me what so ever. What would he think of me now? After I figured out that I was cut from the JV team, the tears had started to flow. The liquid had blurred my vision for a few seconds, and when I wiped them away, I saw Ryoma and Momo heading my way.

I intend to duck into the girls locker rooms before they say me, but it was too late, Momo saw me and called. Because of my reaction, I turned before my brain registered, and managed a bitter smile before I realized what I have done, and ran into the locker rooms. What would they think of me now? I bet they knew from the start that I had no chance. I needed to find a way to find a way out. I should had hidden behind the music club, and stuck with flute. I should not have tried for tennis when I knew that I had such low chance, but I truly have thought that I have made a difference in me, and I really actually improved. I made it to the last cut. I was so close to my goal, yet I was miles away. I was not anywhere near the goal I was aiming for to start with. Flute was something I can express myself about. It may not be much, but I, Sakuno, would make a difference. I would become someone else. Good bye, Ryoma, and good bye, tennis. I would start a new side of Sakuno. Tennis is the past now, and now, I'll pick up the broken shards right now, and move on with my life.

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Sorry… but this is not a drabble! This is a story! Review please!