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Mikaela was too excited to sit still on their way to Sendai City Gymnasium.

It was finally October 25th- finally time for their playoffs. Why such a long break between qualifiers and playoffs anyways? When she had looked it up, she realized it was because the qualifiers were spread out depending on the area (there were a heck of a lot of teams, which led to a heck of a lot of playoffs) so the most recent qualifiers had just finished up two weeks ago.

The bus ride was tense, and Mikaela wasn't surprised. If they lost, it'd be the third years' last volleyball game. Regardless, she didn't expect them to lose: not to their first match, not to Aoba Johsai, not to Shiratorizawa. Not to anyone.

Their first match was against a school called Johzenji. From what she'd learned, the team had a reputation for horsing around on court and keeping things as enjoyable as they could. She'd even managed to dig up an interview with the coach from last year, when the Johzenji team had made it to the semifinals, and discovered that they liked to practice two versus two. She had detailed profiles on most of their players- some were a bit sparse in detail.

The bus pulled to a stop and she was one of the first to her feet, lightly punching Kageyama in the shoulder. "Ready?"

He shrugged. "Yep."

"You could at least sound more excited," she teased, practically skipping down the steps off the bus. "It's playoffs."

"Yep," Kageyama replied casually, and Mikaela sighed, falling into step next to Shimizu.

The team was oddly somber as they headed to the front door, jackets tight around their shoulders and heads down. Mikaela was eager to not be infected with the increasingly depressing atmosphere, but as she was about to tap Hinata on the shoulder, he took off, screaming at the top of his lungs.

"Oi! No getting a head start, runt!" Kageyama yelled, tearing off after him.

Mikaela laughed, and the depressing mood that had been suffocating the team seemed to vanish. "Sometimes it really seems that Hinata and Kageyama live on animal instinct," Yamaguchi muttered to himself, and Tsukishima grumbled something about comparing the two of them to insects. Sugawara and Daichi exchanged a look and grinned at each other. Tanaka and Nishinoya burst into snickers.

She turned to Shimizu. "They'll do great today," she said enthusiastically.

"They will," the older manager agreed. Shimizu smiled at her. "You seem awfully chipper."

Mikaela shrugged. "I'm just excited for the game, I guess-"

She stopped as she heard Hinata cry out in surprise. Mikaela and Shimizu glanced up in unison at Hinata, who was staring up at an older boy with a yellow jacket on and slicked-back hair. Red flags immediately popped up in Mikaela's head- Johzenji's school colour was yellow, and she recognized the boy from a good bit of social media stalking. She immediately glanced down at her notebook, flipping to her page for the Johzenji players, because she recognized this guy, he was the captain-

"Terushima Yūji," she said aloud, surprised.

Asahi turned to her. "What'd you say?"

She was about to respond when Hinata spoke up again, and Mikaela turned back to the conversation at hand. The Johzenji captain, Terushima, was glancing at the team, his eyes scanning the team. "Oh, you," he said loudly, pushing Hinata out of the way. "And that means- Hey, sweetie!"

For a moment, Mikaela thought his comment was directed at her, and she was about to panic until she saw Shimizu duck her head and glance away. He's met her before? He's met Hinata before? What's going on-

"We meet again!" Terushima said brightly, waving at her. "You totally have to give me your phone number this time!"

Nishinoya and Tanaka looked like someone had lit a fire underneath them. They both jumped forwards simultaneously, lunging at the Johzenji captain- who didn't even look the slightest bit phased, what a brat- and somehow managed to stop in midair when a girl stepped between them and their target.

"I'm terribly sorry about that!" she said quickly, her hair falling into her eyes. "Please excuse him!"

"How'd they manage to stop in midair?" Mikaela asked aloud.

Tsukishima snorted. "Who knows?"

Unfortunately, her little comment had drawn Terushima's attention towards her. "Another lady manager?" he said, letting out a low whistle. "You boys sure are lucky! Another cute one!" Mikaela's tongue seemed to swell in her mouth, and her face flushed. Daichi had to grab Kageyama's arm to prevent the setter from doing something stupid to the Johzenji captain, but the scuffle brought Terushima's eyes towards him. "Oh, wouldja look at that! Twins?"

"None of your business," Mikaela hissed through her teeth.

His eyes widened and he grinned. "Kitten's got bite."

"Kitten?!" Mikaela lunged forwards, and if it wasn't for a hand that was clenched onto her elbow, she would've got within swinging distance. "Excuse me?"

"Feisty," Terushima teased, the piercing in his tongue glinting in the sunlight as he laughed.

"I'll rip that piercing straight out of your-"

The girl- presumably the Johzenji team manager- jumped in again, stepping between Mikaela and her captain. Sugawara and Asahi had Tanaka and Nishinoya restrained. "I'm so sorry!" she apologized, shooting Terushima a stern look before turning back to the Karasuno manager. "He just likes to rile people up, don't take him seriously, please. I'm sorry on his behalf."

Aware of the fact that now two people were holding her back and that the entire team was watching the exchange, Mikaela swallowed her pride and leaned backwards, forcing herself to relax. "It's fine," Mikaela said bitterly, glaring at Terushima with as much frustration as she could muster. "We've got a couple like that on this team too," she added, trying to force a smile.

The girl smiled in relief, apparently happy that Mikaela wasn't going to attempt a possible homicide on her team captain. "Thank you," she said, grinning. She turned to Terushima. "Come on, let's get going."

"See you on the court!" Terushima called over his shoulder.

Only when he was gone and Daichi called to the team that they should head inside did Mikaela allow herself to completely relax. She pulled her arms forward, effectively prying off the grasps of the people holding her back, and turned around to see Tsukishima and Yamaguchi. "You held me back?" she asked in disbelief.

Tsukishima shook his head. "At first it was just Yamaguchi. I kind of wanted to see what you'd do to him."

"He helped as soon as he realized I was having trouble holding on," the pinch server added, shooting a sideways look at his best friend.

"Shut up, Yamaguchi."

"Sorry, Tsukki."

"You should've let me at him," Mikaela grumbled, crossing her arms. "He's such a playboy. Had about three girlfriends in the last year or something like that. Plus he's a huge flirt, even when he was with those girlfriends."

Ennoshita, who had chosen to pop into the conversation, raised his eyebrows. "And you know this how?"

"I don't want to know," Kinoshita muttered as he walked by.

Mikaela grinned. "Found out who he was through the team registration list, found his social media, went through all of his old posts, checked what girls commented on his older posts to get rough time frames of when he was with what girl- he posts a lot, let me tell you- then went through his followers and following to find out what girls he followed, checked the comments on their social media posts, he was commenting almost every time-"

"Christ, you're a professional stalker," Narita said in disbelief.

She frowned. "I prefer the term information generator. You're welcome, by the way."

"We didn't ask," Tsukishima added, rolling his eyes.

Mikaela scowled at him but trailed after them as the team made their way into the gymnasium, moving as a group down the hallway. Kageyama hung back for a moment, touching base with her to make sure she was alright. She assured him that she was, and he squeezed her shoulder briefly before racing to catch up with Hinata at the front of the pack.

Tsukishima nudged her. She glanced up at him. "So," he said casually, smirking, "kitten?"

She scowled, her face flushing. "No! He just- he just bothered me!"

"Well, he wasn't kidding," he muttered, and when Mikaela shot him a weird look, he scowled at her. "He said you were feisty."

Mikaela rolled her eyes, exhaling with a huff. "He was just trying to rile me up."

"Trying to? I think it worked."

"Oh, shut up, Tsukishima."

They followed the rest of the team to the gym that they were scheduled at and set their belongings down. The players started to shed their jackets and track pants so they could start warming up. "Mikaela," Daichi called, waving his hand at her. "Where's Hinata?"

"No idea," she called back.

He sighed. "Can you go find him?"

Mikaela shot him a thumbs up and left the gym, wandering the hallways among dozens of other volleyball players, looking for a short kid with orange hair. She'd always known that volleyball players were tall, but this was just ridiculous: everyone she passed was at least a head taller than her. She wasn't even that short! How come everyone here was significantly taller than her? Hell, she passed a guy wearing the libero uniform for his team and even he was taller than her. Unfair.

Mikaela rounded a corner and saw a burst of orange hair among a crowd of people. "Shoyo!" she called, sliding past two guys who were engaged in their own conversation. "Shoyo-"

She nearly winced when she saw who he was talking to. Oikawa and Iwaizumi were standing across from Hinata, with Iwaizumi in his Aoba Johsai jacket and Oikawa already in his uniform shirt. Next to them was Ushijima Wakatoshi, the ace of the Shiratorizawa team.

And, just her luck, they were all staring at her. "...Hey, Shoyo," she said awkwardly, "Captain's looking for you."

"Mika-chan!" Oikawa trilled, waving at her. "Here to watch us win?"

Ushijima cocked his head. "But that will be us."

"You wish," Mikaela said dryly. Her eyes lit up. "Oh! Oikawa! I have your jacket!"

It felt like someone had walked over her grave. Mikaela physically shuddered as she felt a stare boring into the back of her head, but she tried to ignore it the best that she could as she reached into her backpack and pulled out the neatly folded jacket. She handed it back to Oikawa, who said something about how nice the jacket was, and risked a glance over her shoulder.

Sure enough, a pack of half a dozen girls were glaring daggers at her.

Shit. Oikawa's fangirls.

"Since when are you on a first name basis with Hinata?" Iwaizumi asked, shooting a wary glance at the short middle blocker.

She shook her head. "It's not like that."

"I recognize you," Ushijima said suddenly, and Mikaela's blood went cold. "Last year, Junior High finals."

"Must've been someone else," Mikaela said.

"Oh! That was totally her!" Oikawa said loudly.

She shot him a scathing glare, and he shrugged sheepishly, slipping the jacket over his shoulders. "Thanks a lot, Oikawa, now I've got your fangirls and Ushijima on my ass," Mikaela grumbled, looking over her shoulder again. The group of girls hadn't left- God, one of them had their phone out, probably taking pictures.

"Why are you here?" Ushijima asked, ignoring her comment.

"I'm the manager for Karasuno," she replied evenly.

Hinata nodded eagerly. "Yeah! She's awesome!"

"I mean, why are you here and not playing? On your school team?" he clarified, ignoring the weird looks that Oikawa was throwing his way.

"Long story."

"And why did you have Oikawa-san's jacket?"

"Another long story."

Ushijima nodded. "Best of luck, then."

"Thanks," Mikaela said awkwardly. Ushijima nodded to them and turned on his heel, marching away from the group. Mikaela turned back to Oikawa and Iwaizumi and glared at them. "Oi, were you harassing Shoyo?"

"He was," they echoed in unison, pointing at each other. Iwaizumi glared at Oikawa and pulled him into a headlock with the brunet squeaking out protests.

Mikaela resisted the urge to slap herself in the forehead. "You both are ridiculous."

"I'm fine, Kaisha," Hinata reassured her, beaming. "I was just trying to use the bathroom and I got held up."

"Ah, alright, I'll see you back in the gym then."

"Okay!"

Hinata vanished into the men's bathroom and Mikaela turned around to leave. Something occurred to her and she paused, turning back around to Oikawa and Iwaizumi, who were squabbling. "Hey," she called, and they both paused. "You know that we'll face each other in the semi-finals, right?"

"Already checked the brackets," Oikawa said with a nod, pulling himself out of his best friend's headlock. "We know."

"Okay." She paused, feeling awkward, and bit her lip. "As much as I love you guys, I'll be rooting for my own team. You know that, right?"

Iwaizumi snorted. "No, Mikaela, we expected you to rebel against your own team to support us."

"We know!" Oikawa said with a cheery grin. "But you'll still support us too!"

"My team comes first," Mikaela clarified.

Iwaizumi rolled his eyes, stepping towards her and ruffling her hair. "We're teasing you. Yeah, you gotta support your team, we get that." He shrugged as Mikaela scowled and swatted his hand away. "You know, I would've preferred it if you came to our school."

"Yeah, you should've been our team manager," Oikawa said with a wide grin, nudging her shoulder.

She frowned at him. "No. No way."

"Why not?"

"Because there's about half a dozen girls behind me who are planning my death just because you're talking to me. I can't even begin to imagine what it'd be like if I was actually on your team."

Oikawa and Iwaizumi both looked behind her. She watched Iwaizumi's face turn into an obvious expression of 'oh shit, not again' and Oikawa's eyes lit up. "Hello, ladies!" he called, waving at them.

There was a chorus of "Oikawa-san!" and "I love you, Oikawa-san!" and many other variations that all involved how beautiful Oikawa was. The brunet basked in the praise as Mikaela shared a look of disgust with Iwaizumi.

"See?" she grumbled. "Your fangirls are ridiculous."

"They're supportive," Oikawa protested. "You-"

"Mikaela should get going," Iwaizumi interrupted. "The games are starting shortly."

"Iwaizumi's right," Mikaela agreed. "I'll get going now."

Oikawa sighed. "All right, bye Mika-chan! Good luck with your game!"

He leaned towards her, arms open like he was going to hug her, and Mikaela immediately stepped back. "Don't you dare, Oikawa, your fans will go nuts," she warned, but Oikawa grinned devilishly and stepped closer. "I swear to God, Oikawa, don't you dare-"

"Too late!" he trilled, wrapping his arms around her in a bear hug. She groaned. "Best of luck, Mika-chan!" Mikaela could feel the sharpness of the many glares that were being shot at the back of her head.

Oikawa finally let her go and she sighed, turning to Iwaizumi. "Hug?" she offered, smiling weakly. "It can't get any worse than this."

He chuckled and pulled her towards him, and Mikaela resisted the urge to just sink into his jacket and pass out. "Good luck," he said genuinely, smirking at her as he pulled away. "Don't let Assikawa's fangirls get you down."

Mikaela laughed, punching a fist into her palm. "They don't know what they're dealing with.'

The two older boys waved goodbye just as Hinata came out of the bathroom, so she walked with him all the way back to their gym, keeping a look out for any crazy stalkers. Lucky for her, the girls seemed more interested in Oikawa than they were in harassing her, and she didn't have to deal with anyone on the way back to the gym.

Hinata launched into warm up as soon as they got back, and Mikaela went over to join Coach Ukai and Daichi. "So, Mikaela," the coach said, raising an eyebrow with her. "What relevant information can you give us about Johzenji?"

"Define relevant. In my opinion, it's all relevant."

Daichi rolled his eyes. "Anything that could link to their playing style and such."

Mikaela beamed and flipped out her notebook. "From what I've heard and seen, they're a team that relies on surprises to win their matches. They're highly spontaneous and can make a play out of just about anything- I watched a play online of someone spiking it from a set off someone's foot."

Ukai let out a low whistle. "Impressive."

"They practice with a lot of two on two matches," Mikaela continued, flipping to a new page. "So everyone's always diving for everything, so communication's not their strong suit. Their serves aren't bad, but the only one with a dangerous serve would be their captain."

Daichi noticed the way her tone filled with disgust and he laughed. "Their captain wouldn't happen to be the guy we met outside the gym this morning, yeah?"

"Unfortunately," she answered, closing her notebook. "I could give you plenty of lovely facts about him, but I don't know if it would be considered 'relevant', as you put it."

"Thanks, Mikaela," Daichi said. "You should probably get going."

"Yep," Mikaela agreed. She turned towards the team, who were all serving to warm up. "Good luck, guys!"

Choruses of thanks and assurances flew at her, and Mikaela waved one last time before she left the gym floor, going to the stairs that would take her up to the stands. She didn't recognize anyone- wait, were those the old guys who were at their prelims? She shook her head. Nope, she wouldn't be joining them, not unless she was absolutely positive that they were Karasuno alumni. She'd rather watch on her own.

Asahi started with a powerful serve, but Johzenji managed to keep the ball in the air. Mikaela wanted to kick Kageyama when she heard him call "free ball!" because if Johzenji still played the way they used to, it obviously wouldn't be free. Sure enough, Terushima leaped and twisted midair, spiking the ball to an empty spot on the court, scoring the first game of the game.

Mikaela shot daggers at Daichi and he glanced up at her, nodding sheepishly. "This is exactly what I warned you lot about," she grumbled, crossing her arms and leaning on the railing, bringing her glare over to Kageyama. He seemed to sense that she was looking at him because he looked up towards her and frowned at her before turning back to the game.

"They'd better get this point," she grumbled to herself, watching Karasuno receive the serve and set it up for Tanaka. Johzenji saved it, but the bump wasn't pretty and went straight into the net. The setter lunged out and set it off his foot, right to where one of his teammates was set to jump and spike.

To Mikaela's relief, Kageyama wouldn't be caught cold twice. He leaped up with the hitter, who seemed just as surprised to see him as his teammates were, and Kageyama blocked his spike, earning Karasuno's first point.

The game was running smoothly, with Karasuno riding on the momentum after a ridiculous save by Hinata and Nishinoya, and Mikaela was so engrossed in the game that she didn't notice that someone was asking for her.

"-excuse me? Miss?"

Karasuno scored another point, making it twelve to ten for Karasuno, and Mikaela jerked her head up. "What?"

"Sorry," the bothersome person apologized, and Mikaela was almost embarrassed for speaking so sharply when she saw that he was a middle-aged man with light hair, wearing a faded hoodie. "Are you their second manager? I remember you from the prelims."

"...Yes," Mikaela replied slowly, narrowing her eyes at him. "What's it to you?"

He laughed awkwardly, shifting backwards slightly. "No need to be hostile. We're just team alumni."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, I'm Takinoue Yūsuke," the blond guy said, waving in a vain attempt to be friendly. "This is Shimada Makoto." A man with black hair and glasses poked his head out from beside his friend and waved. "Yeah, we're both team alumni, we've been trying to get out to every game we can."

Mikaela tried to force herself to relax. "I- Oh. That's, uh, cool."

"Pardon me for asking," Shimada said, his voice surprisingly lighter than Mikaela had expected, "but are you related to Kageyama-kun? You both look very similar."

She nodded. "Yep, he's my cousin. We're really close."

"Ah." The trio turned back to the game, where the score was now fourteen to twelve for Karasuno. "Have you played volleyball before?" Shimada asked. "I know the game can be a bit confusing for people who haven't played."

Mikaela was about to retort with something sharp, but she bit her lip to calm herself down. There's no way he would know. He's just being kind. "Yes, I have," she said evenly, training her eyes on the game as Asahi got a service ace. "I played in middle school."

"What position?" Takinoue asked.

"Libero for a few years, then wing spiker for half of the last year."

Shimada nodded, his eyebrows rising. "What was with the change?"

Mikaela shrugged, leaning onto the railing. "Wanted to spike," she said wistfully as she watched Hinata nail a quick attack over one of the Johzenji blocker's head. "I was sick of being on defense all the time."

"Makes sense," Takinoue agreed. "So you just didn't want to play this year?"

She turned her head and cocked an eyebrow, glaring at the pair of adults. "What is this, an interrogation?"

Mikaela nearly laughed when she saw both adults shrink away at her glare, apparently intimidated. That's kinda sad- two full grown males freaked out by a high school girl. "Not at all, sorry," Shimada apologized for the both of them. "Just curious."

"It's fine," she mumbled, turning back to the game. Just in time- Kageyama jumped up to block a setter dump and took a volleyball to the face. Mikaela had to stifle her grin until she realized oh shit, his nose is bleeding and she took off from the stands, taking the stairs down two at a time and moving towards the doors to the game. Shimizu and Yamaguchi were escorting Kageyama off the court ('escorting' was a strong word- Yamaguchi was physically pushing Kageyama out of the gym), and he was holding a tissue to his nose.

He saw her and sighed. "Don't you dare laugh."

She pinched her lips together to fight down her grin. "Good reaction time, crappy block," she said honestly. Mikaela turned to Shimizu. "I can take him if you want to get back to the game. I'll have him back in no time."

Shimizu nodded to her. "There's a nurse just down the hall. It's probably nothing serious, but just make sure that he's all good to play again once the bleeding stops."

"Of course." The older manager nodded to her and turned back to the gym. This was her last tournament, and Mikaela wanted to make sure that she wouldn't miss a second of it, especially for something as minor as a nosebleed.

Yamaguchi chuckled weakly. "Tsukki would make some crappy joke about how the King bleeds so easily."

Mikaela grinned, "yeah, what a wimp, eh?"

"You're supposed to be on my side," Kageyama grumbled, pulling the tissue away to see if the bleeding had stopped. He brought it back to his nose. "I'm fine to play," he protested.

"Nope," Mikaela and Yamaguchi said in unison.

The nurse was polite and worked quickly, doing basic check ups to ensure that Kageyama wasn't concussed ("I'm fine," he protested continuously, and Mikaela smacked him), and once the bleeding stopped a minute later, it didn't take long for her to give Kageyama the assurance that he was fine to play. Kageyama practically sprinted back to the gym, Yamaguchi hot on his heels, and Mikaela went back to her spot on the bleachers.

"How's Kageyama?" Takinoue asked, tilting his head towards her.

"He's fine," Mikaela said with a shrug. "His skull's so thick he didn't even feel anything." The two adults choked on their laughter, and Mikaela looked back to the game. To her surprise, Coach Ukai had subbed Hinata out in favour of Narita. She glanced at the score, twenty-two to twenty-one. "When'd the game get so close?" she asked, turning back to the alumni. "We were up by three when I left."

Shimada adjusted his glasses. "Johzenji got three in a row, but Sugawara's starting to click with Narita now." As if on cue, Karasuno scored a quick attack through Narita. "See? Two points from taking the set."

Mikaela hummed in acknowledgement and turned back to the game, watching Karasuno serve, receive Johzenji's attempt at an attack, and counter with a synchronized attack, in which Sugawara sent the ball to Daichi to put them at set point. "Yes!" Mikaela whispered, pumping her fist. So close!

To her surprise, Johzenji tried to pull off Karasuno's own synchronized attack for their next play- and it failed miserably. Mikaela's shoulders were shaking with suppressed laughter; she'd seen that attack bungled in a very similar fashion by her own team. Regardless, it meant that Karasuno would be taking set one and they'd be diving into set two. To her excitement, Ukai was starting with Kageyama and Hinata once again.

Set two went significantly faster than the first. Although Kageyama and Hinata had a bit too much pent up energy and made a few mistakes at the beginning, Daichi kept them together and Karasuno slowly started to pull away, widening the gap to five points. Johzenji was panicking, and it was beginning to show in their plays. Eventually, their coach took a time out, and even though Johzenji really stepped up their game after the break, Karasuno still took the second set by five points, winning them the game.

Mikaela was ecstatic- they were going to the next round, the quarterfinals. She bid her goodbyes to the team alumni, whose names she knew she'd accidentally forget soon enough, and raced downstairs. She was greeted with enthusiastic high-fives from Tanaka and Nishinoya before she even had a chance to congratulate them.

"Kaisha! We won!" Hinata cheered, leaping at her for a hug.

She laughed and hugged him back. "I knew you would." She let go of Hinata and turned to Tsukishima, thinking back to some of his blocks in the game. "Good blocking," she said honestly, forcing a smile.

The tips of Tsukishima's ears went red as he scoffed. "Yeah, the King could learn a thing or two from me."

"Shut up, Prick," Kageyama snapped, flushing.

Tsukishima cocked an eyebrow and raised his arms above his head. "Remember, you block with your arms, not your face-"

"Can it!" the setter roared, preparing to launch himself at the tall blond. Yamaguchi restrained him at the last minute.

Mikaela giggled. "Maybe Kageyama could teach you a thing or two about serving, Tsukishima?"

Tsukishima glared at her. "My serves are fine. They're more consistent than Hinata's."

"No way!" Hinata protested.

"Yamaguchi has you all beat in serving," Mikaela said proudly, clapping the pinch server on the back. "He's definitely going to come out in the game tomorrow and show everyone up."

Yamaguchi flushed cherry red. "No- No, my serves aren't that good- yet."

"Yet!" Mikaela agreed enthusiastically. "That's the spirit!"

"He's been working on his serves more than anyone else," Tsukishima agreed quietly.

His voice was so soft that she nearly missed it, but when she caught his words, she turned to him and grinned. "Is that positive encouragement? Coming from Tsukishima?" she teased, her grin widening.

He glared at her. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Hinata gasped. "It was! Positive encouragement!"

"So the Prick's got something positive in there after all," Kageyama muttered.

"No!" Tsukishima spluttered.

"Look at him trying to protect his reputation," Mikaela said to Yamaguchi, enjoying the various shades of red that Tsukishima's face was taking on. "Isn't that adorable?"

"Shut up, Pirate," he snapped.

The group of first-years paused, confused. Mikaela exchanged blank looks with Kageyama and Yamaguchi, then turned to Hinata, who was scratching his head in confusion.

Tsukishima sighed in disappointment. "Pirate? The fake leg? The grumpiness? The temper? The violence?"

Mikaela's jaw dropped. "Oh, you did not."

"I did."

"Tsukishima, you little-"

"Daichi! Help us get Tsukishima on the bus before Mikaela kills him!"

Mikaela couldn't ask for a better group of friends.


Yo friends I'm turning 18 tomorrow! This is wild, I'm going to be an adult! Also I got a laptop for my birthday which was a great gift, but now I have to add the names of the characters to the online dictionary because it keeps trying to autocorrect them- it's trying to autocorrect 'Mikaela' to 'Kamikaze' and that's so funny to me, not sure why

Due to the increasing lateness on this chapter and the rush I'm in right now to put it out, I won't be responding to reviews this week. Sorry :(

Much love!