Part I- prologue
A/N: okay so it's eyebrow raising…because it's about Maki…and an OC…. (T.T) Forgive us. But we will try our best to make it enjoyable at the very least. Okay off we go!
Disclaimer: All SD characters are property of Takehito Inoue except for the unfamiliar names
~*Start*~
The hell, this place is big all right. So I mean, I'm lost right in this university. Yeah right, blame me for studying at an all-girls school, not at a university.
My name is Sara, a transferee from Kayoona College. No, I'm not someone special at the least, or something out of the ordinary except for the thing that I look like a person who doesn't care if the world gets blasted into pieces—well, I actually do care.
So now, I'm walking across this long lane towards the building that I should get acquainted to. A little later more, some guy here asks me to move.
Thank God, he isn't the guy I hated the most these past years…
"Excuse me."
"Oh. Gomen."
"Arigato…" I noticed his uniform, maybe part of a team in the university, in their daily routine…
Left. Right. Left. Right… This ain't bad after all… ten minutes more and I'm in class room…step left, step right…
"Excuse me."
What?! This guy's here again?! How the hell?! I turned to see who was the one causing the disturbance to my peaceful walking. He zoomed past me, making it impossible to see his face. For the love of God. Damn.
"Thanks!"
That light brown hair…tan complexion…he seemed so familiar to me. Okay now, I don't exactly know him, or do I? But why should I bother anyway, right? I. Don't. know. Hieeeee!!!!!
^BLag!^
Sara suddenly outbalanced and fell to the floor. Her rear first hitting the floor. So, this isn't a nice event isn't it? Sara had no choice but to rush to the campus building as fast as possible from the staring eyes of the students.
Great. So much for wearing platforms [1]
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At class, everyone sat in the seats they wanted to and chatted happily. Sara chose a chair near the window as her new seat. In about a good few minutes the classes started and they stood up to greet the professor.
"Good morning, you may now sit."
"As you see, my class is in English. And this will be the medium I will use all throughout the year. So, if I were you, try to study hard." The professor began.
"Yessss!!!" Sara triumphantly said to herself. This is one of the subjects that she did excel in.
"Now, as tradition, each one of you will introduce yourselves in the most creative way you can. Of course—English is still the medium. Any volunteers?"
"Fuck it.!" Sara exclaimed. All heads suddenly turned to look at her. Her cursing in class surprised all.
"Yes? Are you volunteering?"
"NO! No! No professor I— "
"What's the matter ms.?"
"Professor, I don't have any idea of how I will present it sir." Sara's small reply came.
"Well, since you are the one standing up and you don't have any ideas…why not imitate the ones in shopping TV.?"
"WHAT?!"
"Oh yes, 'Ms. Sara-fuck-it."
Sara had no choice then, so she picked a few good lines she could remember in those lame ads in TV.
"Um…Hi! I'm Sara and I will be your host for this fifteen-minute advertisement for the abtronics. The abtronics is the revolutionary exercise machine that integrates not one, not two, not three but FOUR exercises in one machine in four simple steps. In just three weeks you will see a firmer, flatter stomach or your money back. Isn't that a wonderful guarantee?" The shorthaired girl delivered her lines, as it should be in those TV. Ads. All her classmates were awed at this excellent performance and kept laughing at her exaggerated mimicking of the woman in the commercial.
Then she added, "And a value added purchase you'll also receive the full length 5 step, 5 minute abtronics exercise video tape. For FREE! This is a 1, 995 bucks value. And you get it free if you order in the next four minutes."
After this her voice reverted to the low tone, she gave her final lines, "And for the next three years, you'd expect me to be here inside this class. And I hope good relations to all of you. Thank you for listening." Then she gave her final bow. Her professor applauded at what she did and the others followed suit.
"I thought of those commercials as funny. Now Ms. Yamamura, why don't you try n the auditions for the Theatre Circle? It's going to be held this Thursday."
"Thursday?" everyone questioned, "Isn't it after the try-outs?"
Sara sat down "So what's with Wednesday?"
"Wednesday?" one of the girls snapped at her imitating Sara's previous squeal-like tone. "Oh Sara, what planet are you living in anyway?" The girl's name was Kiyoko, a math whiz in their class.
"So what about it?"
"You certainly don't see the big announcement board to you left; smack beside your seat?" The girl sitting in front of Sara simply asked. Afterwards then she giggled, "You know you make me laugh."
"Whatever. So back to it, what's special about Wednesday?"
"Wednesday is the try-outs for the basketball team of the University."
"Oh."
"Don't say 'oh' its nice because you can see a lot. And besides, if you are good in basketball you can try too."
"You mean there's a girl's team here?" Sara curiously inquired, "They compete inter school?"
"Yes. Interschool only but no nationals; only for men. And we look forward to it because I heard there are good players in the mens' team. You might spot one... haha…"
"'Spot one'? Are you kidding?"
"Seems like you don't like guys. By the way, I'm Mitsurugi Ayaka."
"Hajimashite Ayaka-san"
-Wednesday…-
"Ayaka-san, this is the basketball courts?" Sara slowly asked. Ayaka fixed a few grizzled strands of hair and replied, "Yup. This is it. Two different courts are used for the men and women's basketball. Try-outs are done consecutively, first for the boys and for the girls. So you're trying for the team?" Ayaka asked.
"Yes. But first it's still early, we can still watch the other try-outs for the guys…"
"I heard there are a lot of new ones entering this year. One of them is the best player for the Kanagawa Prefecture."
"Oh." Sara replied to Ayaka as they entered the basketball courts.
"See, there they are!" the shorthaired girl suddenly exclaimed. Sara wondered who they were and steered her head to the direction Ayaka was pointing to. Thee was a bunch of girls standing at one side of the big court.
"Hi Ayaka! Hellooo!!!!!!" One of them gleefully greeted and skipped towards them. Not watching her step, suddenly tripped and went crashing to the floor.
"Ouch…hey, Ayaka who's the girl with you?" The girl who tripped asked. Then the others with her joined in.
"Yeah, introduce her."
"She's Sara Yamamura she's new here. Sara, these are my friends"
"Nice meeting you, Sara."
Sara smiled at them. Then she noticed three of them were wearing badges, "What's that?" she asked as she pointed at the red and yellow badges.
"Oh these? These are 'Anti-Maki' Badges! My name is Zashi " The tallest of the three said. "Ehe…it's for FREE! If you hate Shinichi Maki!"
"Shi-Shinichi Maki? Maki?"
"Yep. He's the one already practicing shots over there." Schuie, the one who approached Sara and Ayaka first pointed at the left of the basketball court.
So he is here…great. Now my life is like—HELL.
"Hey, are you okay?" Ayaka asked a silent and still Sara.
Sara glanced at the tall player shooting in the court below. "No. Not you again…Maki…"
As the ball touched the rim of the basket and rebounded, Schuie one of the Anti Maki squad produced an ecstatic "Yes! It didn't go in!" for the basketball failed to enter the hoop. Upon hearing this the dark player looked at the side of the court were they were and looked away again.
"Darned it. He heard it…anyway, its good coz' he did." She primly told earning her a few laughs from the other two she was with.
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His ball did not succeed into going into going inside the hoop. Maki heard a gleeful 'yes' at the side so he looked at the onlooker's area of the basketball court. There he saw a group of girls chattering with each other.
Girl bonding.
That squad again.
This reminds me of the nasty Rukawa brigade.
Good thing they don't wear short skirts, use pompoms and they don't use steal names.
Baka.
They hate your name so how come they will use it.
Huh?
He looked again at the side and noticed a new girl with them. She looked strikingly familiar.
Who is she? I have a feeling that I met her before…~T.B.C
Sara: what a lame story
Aki7: yeah it is…now shut up sara…::Glues face on your monitors:: You know Sara our Maki hater here does exist. She studies with us at St—mwauh!!!
Sara: Shut the hell up!
Kae: Yeah Sara shut the hell up too.
Sara: You're so mean!
Aki7: Okay, sorry for the very long chapter. At least we hope that it entertained you.
[1] Sara only attempted to wear platforms…during the school's bandfest ^_^ and certainly she hates platforms because it limits her running…she's a basketball player at school…