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CHAPTER SIX...
🤍 . 好きだ -- solace . ⭔﹕☆
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I slammed my head onto my desk from the lack of sleep I got from last night, I couldn't sleep at all. I'm going against Adam and Langa if Reki loses to Adam. 'Damn it, why me out of all people?' I thought as I rested my head on my desk.
"Alright, class! We will be starting our lesson!" the teacher said.
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"Carla, what time is it?" I asked as the bracelet on my hand shined.
"5:30, Ms. Y/n," Carla said.
"Thank you, Carla," I said as I walked to the skate park with Miya to meet Langa and Reki.
"What are you gonna do about the beef with Adam?" Langa asked the other male as he looked at him with a blank face.
By the time Reki wasn't noticing, Miya switched his soda to a protein drink.
"I'm gonna race him obviously," Reki said in a duh tone.
"So what about Joe's warning?" Langa asked as he stared at Reki with a deadpan face.
Reki's eye twitched, "You break it up!" Reki said, swiping his 'soda' as he chugged the drink for a bit before spitting it out. "WHAT IS THIS CRAP?!" Reki exclaimed, looking at the drink, horrified.
"Better than chugging a can of corn syrup and caffeine," Miya scolded him, holding Reki's actual soda up. I just only waved at them.
"Miya? Y/n?" Reki questioned.
"You need to take care of yourself, start with proper training," Miya said, bringing out his phone and showing it to them. "I made you an exercise schedule,"
"5 sets of each?" Langa asked, holding Miya's phone in his hand, as he stared at the exercise schedule.
"I'm not training for a world title!" Reki exclaimed as he stared at the exercise table.
"Not an excuse," Miya said.
"C'mon, maybe you are taking this a little too far," Reki said as he turned to face Miya.
