Playing by yourself with a blitz ball isn't something I'd call entertainment but whatever I do it anyway because my dad is the best and I want to be as great as him one day! "What are you doing?" A voice asked from somewhere behind me. I turned and blinked in surprise. Bodyguards are supposed to be watching me so that I don't get hurt or talked to by strangers.
The kid had a blond monkey tail with blond hair and blue eyes. I frowned at the odd boy and glared. "I'm training to be the best blitz ball player in the world." I informed him with an annoyed tone.
"Oh... I guess this is a sucky day for you." The boy said softly with a look of knowingness and a small smile. I stared at him and clutched my ball to me tightly. I don't like this kid.
"What are you talking about?" I asked feeling my cheeks get red as the boy walked up to me so that we were almost touching. Playgrounds are supposed to be safe... The boy leaned forward so that his lips were at my ear.
"If your some rich man's brat then that means I get to to steal something worthwhile today." He whispered then kissed me on the cheek and stole my ball.
I stared after him in shock and anger because that ball is my dad's. He used it when he was a kid and it could have paid for my schooling! I guess that's why the kid wanted to steal it. Smiling to myself I touched my cheek. A boy out in the world thinks he phased me but he really didn't. When I become the bestest blitz ball player in the world I'll track him down and beat him up then ask for him to go out and get the ball back.
At the time I was too young so I didn't realize seeing him again would mean much more later on.