Hey everybody!

Finally the holidays!

Sun, sun, sun.

So, enjoy the chapter!

I really don't know much about celebrities in this town do I? I didn't just not know who Tsukiyomi Ikuto was but also I didn't know that Kukai was a model. Though, even back home I wasn't well-informed about models so it wasn't that surprising. But still, I should have seen like pictures of him or something right? Oh, I don't know, I don't really pay attentions to those things either. Ikuto was laughing at me saying that I wasn't like a normal teenage girl. He said that a lot of teenagers-excluding me- were obsessed with the life of celebrities. Well, I would have retorted with a suitable comeback but nothing seemed to come out of my mouth. So instead I stood there, my mouth gaping and my face going red as the silence continued. He just thought it was funny; he chuckled at me and patted me on the head like a kid. Well, to him I must be, he's older than me, right? Still, even for a 'senpai' he's pretty arrogant.

I sighed; later on today I would be trying to play football and failing badly. Kukai said he would try to teach me, but I'm scared that I might hurt someone with my stupid footwork. After school, he had said. I just can't be bothered, I feel so tired for some weird reason. These lessons are going so slowly like time is deliberately going in slow motion. Damn time, speed up. I watched the clock tick a bored look on my face. Also, our lesson had to be maths, the most boring subject ever, in my opinion. We only had ten more minutes, but to me it seemed the longest ten minutes ever in my whole life. Rima didn't seem to be bothered; she liked Maths for some odd reason. She said it was fun. Right, fun. Probably as fun as watching a documentary on grass. So fun. Well, she is entitled to her opinion I guess, even if her opinion is how enjoyable maths is. Crazy I tell you, crazy.

Ahhh, I'm going mad here, just end already you stupid lesson. END! Like my prayers had been answered the bell rang chorusing the end of school. Thank you god, thank you. I stood up quickly putting my red and black backpack slinging onto one of my arms. I pushed my bubblegum coloured hair behind my ear as I waited rather impatiently for Rima to pack her things up so we could go. She was taking quite a long time; I tapped my foot hurriedly as she finished packing up. I heaved a sigh as we walked out of the Maths class. Now it was time for the failure of football. Oh well, best to try and enjoy it. I said goodbye to Rima seeing her off at the gate of the school as I waited for Kukai to come. I leaned against the gate as I saw a figure running towards me. Good, it was Kukai. He waved as I waved back. He was holding a ball in his hands that he threw to me. I clumsily caught it before it fell out of my arms.

"Hey, you ready?" he asked.

I nodded as he smiled and we made our way to the field we had been on in PE earlier. We stopped as I put the ball on the floor as it rolled towards Kukai's feet. He stopped it putting his foot on it.

"Right, first we'll just do some dribbling, k?"

He kicked it to me as I stared at it wondering what to do.

"Go on, dribble the ball," he pointed at the football.

What? Dribble, what the heck did he mean by that? He sighed as he took the ball and started to 'dribble' the ball. I watched him with awe, so that's what he meant I didn't know it was called dribbling.

"Dribbling is a fundamental discipline of football, you know. You need a successful dribbler in a team," he pointed out as he stopped and the kicked the ball back to me.

I can't believe I am doing this, but I might as well try. Get ready to look silly, Amu. I started to dribble the ball and noticed that I wasn't doing half bad.

"Hey, I'm not so bad," I said smiling.

I spoke too soon. I don't know how I did it but I tripped over my own feet. I mean who does that? I fell awkwardly as my face fell splat on the floor and the ball rolled away from me. Oww, it hurts. I heard a snigger from behind as I stood up sheepishly to see not just Kukai but Ikuto too. Is he everywhere, or is it just me. Probably just me. If I felt like a right mess I bet face was an even worse mess. I was right, mud was covered all over my face, I wiped it off blushing from the bottom of my neck to my forehead. Why is Ikuto here now, why right now?

"Love the makeup Amu, suits you," Ikuto teased a playful smile planted on his lips.

Damn, why do I have to be such a klutz why? I stared at him wiping the last bit of mud off my face.

"Why are you here?" I asked him.

He shrugged and looked at Kukai.

"I came here to see him," he said off the top of his head.

He really didn't have a reason but he sounded convincing. The reason he was here was probably because he wanted to tease me again.

"You really do suck at football; you're like a huge klutz,"

He really should stop what he was saying; he was stepping on a land mine. If he wasn't careful it would explode. He did notice the infuriated look I was giving him, but he chose to ignore it. Big mistake.

"But you don't just suck at football, you suck at singing too," he laughed.

Oh dear, he's crossed it. Get ready for the fireworks. BANG! I bent down for the football but did not notice that a shot put was lying beside it. But I was so annoyed with his remark that I didn't notice. I picked it up thinking it was just a normal football. Kukai stared at me knowing what I was about to do.

"No, Amu!" he shouted but it was already too late.

The shot put had already left my hand. It went zooming through the sky, and Ikuto who for some reason hadn't noticed that it was a shot put that was being flung at him not a football, did not get out of the way in time. It hit his right arm as I gasped realising it was not a football. Though I should have noticed right, a shot put is smaller, but it's much more dangerous too. CRACK! Suddenly a surging pain coursed through Ikuto's arm as he held it, the pain immense. I ran over to him in worry, I heard a crack didn't I? Hopefully that sound wasn't what I thought it was.

"Oh my god, I'm really sorry Ikuto. Are you ok?" I enquired.

He looked at me like I was stupid.

"Does this look ok?" he pointed at his dead arm.

Shit, I really hurt him. Damn, why pick up that shot put, why damn it. A football would have been enough to sort him out. I didn't want to freaking break his arm. Crap.

"You need to go to the hospital," Kukai said examining his arm, "You might actually have broken it,"

Ikuto nodded as he stood up straight Kukai helping him. He looked back at me a quick sweeping look.

"Amu, I need to talk to you. If it is really broken meet me in the hospital, no questions," he ordered.

I watched them go in dismay my eyes widening. I think I might have just dug myself my own grave.

End of chappter

Yay done!

I have a head ache now I was stupid and stayed up til 1am reading a fanfic. Silly me.

I feel like playing football now from writing about it, hehe.

Ikuto: and she's gone.

Ohh before I go for a little kick about in my garden, please review!