Apple&Cinnamon: 02. The Start of the Brick Road
[Apple and Cinnamon]
02. The Start of the Brick Road
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Drama/Occasional Crack/Action? >.<
Character/Pairings: JunhoxOC (may change along the way/other pairings will be revealed later)
A/N: AAAAANNNNNDDDD here i am. Is anybody even going to read this?? hmm. anyhoo, enough of my self pity act. This chapter has been rewritten two times i think, for a better flow. It's shorter than most chaps coz I decided to chop a big chunk off the first chapter. Hope you enjoy! I'll be posting the next one in a few minutes.XD
Then the first ball was shot. He missed. Some groaned. The upperclassmen cheered. And so did I.
1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9.
"If he misses another one then we have a winner! But we can't be too sure..." The announcer said over the mic. "Can he do it?"
“No! Please fail please fail please fail…” I whispered to myself.
Boos and yells were hear everywhere. The crowd was deafeningly loud I could barely hear anything.
He was about to take his last shot when he signaled to the announcer about something. The announcer walked up to him. He whispered something that made the announcer laugh.
"Before Mr. Lee Junho takes his last shot, he has something to say..." The crowd went wild with more boos and yells but his face was serious as leaned nearer to the mic.
"Heh. I'm really nervous thankfully adrenaline's kicked in so before I lose this rash courage again I just wanna say this." Fan girls everywhere were suddenly shushing people up.
His melodious voice echoed the gym. "Heh. Ahem." He breathed in deeply with his eyes shut and then exhaled. Then he grew serious again.
"I just want you to know that…This is for you...yes you, good girl with that red baseball cap…” My eyes grew wide as Fany snickered beside me.
TRAITOR! I mouthed at her. They were both sooo dead.
The fan girls around us were all shouting ‘WHERE? Where dat bish at!‘ I knew then that I would die today. By their nail polished hands.
Junho was scanning the crowd for a red baseball cap and smiled when his gaze rested in my direction.
“Min Ki." And with that, he winked, made a quick turn and shot the ball. With a swish, it went in straight and clean into the basket.
I wasn't even able to register anything when after a fraction of a second, the crowd exploded again. There’s definitely 30% disappointment, 15% jubilation and 60% anger in the atmosphere right now. Way to go Junho. Thank you for killing me. I’ll make sure to thank you from beyond the grave. And steal your lunchbox for all lunchtimes!
"We have a winner! Ladies and gentlemen, Lee Junho!" He was beaming, his eyes lost in those crescent lines. I seriously wanted to cry. How did he get so good at shooting with his left? Has he been practicing behind my back? Our backs? Or was I just too stupid to notice?
I watched as he took the mic from the announcer and looked directly at me.
"So I guess that makes us official now." I heard the crowd go a few decibels higher. The last thing I saw was my horrified face on the screen before I passed out.
02. The Start of the Brick Road
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Drama/Occasional Crack/Action? >.<
Character/Pairings: JunhoxOC (may change along the way/other pairings will be revealed later)
A/N: AAAAANNNNNDDDD here i am. Is anybody even going to read this?? hmm. anyhoo, enough of my self pity act. This chapter has been rewritten two times i think, for a better flow. It's shorter than most chaps coz I decided to chop a big chunk off the first chapter. Hope you enjoy! I'll be posting the next one in a few minutes.XD
Then the first ball was shot. He missed. Some groaned. The upperclassmen cheered. And so did I.
1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9.
"If he misses another one then we have a winner! But we can't be too sure..." The announcer said over the mic. "Can he do it?"
“No! Please fail please fail please fail…” I whispered to myself.
Boos and yells were hear everywhere. The crowd was deafeningly loud I could barely hear anything.
He was about to take his last shot when he signaled to the announcer about something. The announcer walked up to him. He whispered something that made the announcer laugh.
"Before Mr. Lee Junho takes his last shot, he has something to say..." The crowd went wild with more boos and yells but his face was serious as leaned nearer to the mic.
"Heh. I'm really nervous thankfully adrenaline's kicked in so before I lose this rash courage again I just wanna say this." Fan girls everywhere were suddenly shushing people up.
His melodious voice echoed the gym. "Heh. Ahem." He breathed in deeply with his eyes shut and then exhaled. Then he grew serious again.
"I just want you to know that…This is for you...yes you, good girl with that red baseball cap…” My eyes grew wide as Fany snickered beside me.
TRAITOR! I mouthed at her. They were both sooo dead.
The fan girls around us were all shouting ‘WHERE? Where dat bish at!‘ I knew then that I would die today. By their nail polished hands.
Junho was scanning the crowd for a red baseball cap and smiled when his gaze rested in my direction.
“Min Ki." And with that, he winked, made a quick turn and shot the ball. With a swish, it went in straight and clean into the basket.
I wasn't even able to register anything when after a fraction of a second, the crowd exploded again. There’s definitely 30% disappointment, 15% jubilation and 60% anger in the atmosphere right now. Way to go Junho. Thank you for killing me. I’ll make sure to thank you from beyond the grave. And steal your lunchbox for all lunchtimes!
"We have a winner! Ladies and gentlemen, Lee Junho!" He was beaming, his eyes lost in those crescent lines. I seriously wanted to cry. How did he get so good at shooting with his left? Has he been practicing behind my back? Our backs? Or was I just too stupid to notice?
I watched as he took the mic from the announcer and looked directly at me.
"So I guess that makes us official now." I heard the crowd go a few decibels higher. The last thing I saw was my horrified face on the screen before I passed out.