Chapter One
Tapping the pencil on the side of her leg she resisted the urge to yawn. Math never was one of her strong points. She always had Seishiro to help her, but it's a tad bit harder when they're in different schools. The guy's had different lesson plans after all; most of the classes did in her school do to for that matter. Although that didn't stop Ryo from getting Seishiro to help her, both prepare for tests or homework.
That was the one thing she admired about him, no matter what he'd always be there to help her when she needed it. It was always big brother to the rescue. She wasn't sure why everyone always thought different during middle school. People always made strange comments on how they were the perfect couple. To her those comments made her feel a bit strange. He was her best friend for crying out loud! Eww, ick and oh-no were a few things that came to mind when those things were said.
Everyone in her school knows about her relationship with Takasugi. How could they not? Not after that confession of love he sprouted the previous week. Sure at that moment it helped her want to strike him out, but now as she thought on it; it was a tad bit embarrassing. It wasn't she didn't feel the same, the gods know she does. She just wished everything happened a bit different.
Sighing as tried to clear her head of an arrogant batter and focus on the teacher, the bell rung. At least someone loved her today; well she thought she was loved before she heard what the teacher said before she left the room.
"Be sure to finish that and have the rest for Monday. Have a nice free day." Ryo frowned; she'd have to get the work that she missed out on from Izumi, seeing as how she was the only one from the team in her class.
"Aw man! Hey Izumi wait up!"
"Why do they have to pick on me?" The ever whining of Hikaru could be heard as Izumi and Ryo walked towards the gate.
"Well, I'm sure they didn't mean too Hikaru." Mao stated back as the shorter brunette slung her briefcase behind her head. "Besides that was the norm for all the members of the class. It was phys. Ed after all."
"I know that! The least they can do is cut us some slack; I mean we do have practice every morning. I'd like to see them have practice like we do first thing then have to go and run 50 laps around the track field!"
"Oh quit your whining it wasn't that bad." Seira added into the conversation.
"Not that bad? For you maybe, miss track star." Hikaru added with a bit of teasing into it.
The red-head just frowned. "Yeah. Whatever."
"Must you bicker so much?" The ever calm voice of their 3rd basemen called out to them. Ryo just shook her head; nothing was going to make Izumi act any less of the ice princess. Thankfully the team and she learned how what really lay beneath the mask Izumi wore.
"Oh, hey Izumi!" The even hyper Hikaru greeted, and then paused for a moment before noticing her captain. "Hey Ryo!"
Ryo just waved. "Hey everyone, are you guys waiting for someone?"
"Yeah, just waiting for that dippy blonde to show up, I swear if I have to miss time later to do my work . . ."
Tapping the pencil on the side of her leg she resisted the urge to yawn. Math never was one of her strong points. She always had Seishiro to help her, but it's a tad bit harder when they're in different schools. The guy's had different lesson plans after all; most of the classes did in her school do to for that matter. Although that didn't stop Ryo from getting Seishiro to help her, both prepare for tests or homework.
That was the one thing she admired about him, no matter what he'd always be there to help her when she needed it. It was always big brother to the rescue. She wasn't sure why everyone always thought different during middle school. People always made strange comments on how they were the perfect couple. To her those comments made her feel a bit strange. He was her best friend for crying out loud! Eww, ick and oh-no were a few things that came to mind when those things were said.
Everyone in her school knows about her relationship with Takasugi. How could they not? Not after that confession of love he sprouted the previous week. Sure at that moment it helped her want to strike him out, but now as she thought on it; it was a tad bit embarrassing. It wasn't she didn't feel the same, the gods know she does. She just wished everything happened a bit different.
Sighing as tried to clear her head of an arrogant batter and focus on the teacher, the bell rung. At least someone loved her today; well she thought she was loved before she heard what the teacher said before she left the room.
"Be sure to finish that and have the rest for Monday. Have a nice free day." Ryo frowned; she'd have to get the work that she missed out on from Izumi, seeing as how she was the only one from the team in her class.
"Aw man! Hey Izumi wait up!"
"Why do they have to pick on me?" The ever whining of Hikaru could be heard as Izumi and Ryo walked towards the gate.
"Well, I'm sure they didn't mean too Hikaru." Mao stated back as the shorter brunette slung her briefcase behind her head. "Besides that was the norm for all the members of the class. It was phys. Ed after all."
"I know that! The least they can do is cut us some slack; I mean we do have practice every morning. I'd like to see them have practice like we do first thing then have to go and run 50 laps around the track field!"
"Oh quit your whining it wasn't that bad." Seira added into the conversation.
"Not that bad? For you maybe, miss track star." Hikaru added with a bit of teasing into it.
The red-head just frowned. "Yeah. Whatever."
"Must you bicker so much?" The ever calm voice of their 3rd basemen called out to them. Ryo just shook her head; nothing was going to make Izumi act any less of the ice princess. Thankfully the team and she learned how what really lay beneath the mask Izumi wore.
"Oh, hey Izumi!" The even hyper Hikaru greeted, and then paused for a moment before noticing her captain. "Hey Ryo!"
Ryo just waved. "Hey everyone, are you guys waiting for someone?"
"Yeah, just waiting for that dippy blonde to show up, I swear if I have to miss time later to do my work . . ."