//------------------------------// // Kicking Balls // Story: Zap of Love // by MyLittleGeneration //------------------------------// This already looked like it was competitive. Sharp eagle eyes from the opponents, their stance was ready to kick the ball to Uranus. I was waiting for the ball to be rolled by Sunny Flare. "Come on!" said the kicker, who was Rocky. I was now pumped to just get this guy out based on how annoying he sounded. Sunny rolled the ball and he ran up, then kicking the ball high in the air. Not like a home run, but more like a fly ball almost hitting the ceiling. As it soared, I got under it and immediately caught it. And it got him out. "Out!" Macho shouted, making Rocky fall and give the teacher a 'What?' face. He slouched and marched back to the end of the line waiting to kick. "Nice catch." Lemon complimented. "This is gonna be easy as pie." Next couple of kicks, it eventually led to three outs. No points in the game so far. So, we came up to board. It was in alphabetical order, so I was in second. The first guy kicked it like a meteor and he ran to second base. Me, I have no idea. I'm a fast runner, but I don't know if I have a strong foot. Little did I know the pitcher was- "Let's do this, Mountain!" Mountain... He gave me a stupid look, and looked like he was gonna pitch a fast one. Yet, it was a horrible pitch. Very... very slow. I ran up and kicked it as hard as I could, almost slipping after I kicked it. It was in the bleachers, and immediately, Rocky ran to go get it. Yet, I was very fast, and was already at second base. When it comes to running, I used all my energy because it felt good. Rocky claimed the ball and threw it towards me, which I ducked it. Then I touched home base after the first guy did. The team cheered, and two points were added. Mountain growled and Rocky kneeled in shock. "Wooooooooooow." Rocky said out loud. I walked to the back of the line, getting high-fives from everyone, including Indigo and her friends. "Knocked it out of the park!" Sour screamed. "Way to go, kid." Indigo complimented. "Nice speed." "Eh, I was born that way." I said with a grin. "But really, it's nothing." And so on, so forth, couple of minutes passed, and stuff happens in the game, but nothing too exciting. It was still our game with 2-0. Then, Sand Man stepped up to plate. He grew a smirk on his face. He cracked his knuckles really loudly, making some cringe, and eventually, he put himself in position. One base held a student. "Whatcha waiting for, Sunny?" he asked. "Scared?" Sunny narrowed her eyes, and rolled the ball really fast, that even Sand couldn't kick it. "Strike one!" yelled Macho. "Huh, strong arm." Sand complimented. "But still, you still look a little cowardly, right?" Once again, fast roll, missed kick, and it brought a strike two. "Strike two!" Macho yelled. "One more, you're out!" "This guy's being a pain in my ass, you know." Sunny whispered to me. "Tell me about it." I said rolling my eyes. "Do it." Sand ordered. And Sunny rolled the ball. And immediately, the ball was kicked, and was flying faster than you can blink. Which resulted in one thing. "Ow!" My face. I was launched back from a booming ball kicked by an iron foot, and I felt like a giant fist punched me. The ball still went after it knocked me down and further away from where I stood. "Oh..." I groaned. I was wincing a bit, and tried to get up. And soon, Sand was on second base, running quick. The ball was thrown at him, but the ball missed horriblyterribly. It was next to me, so I clutch it quickly. And threw it as hard as possible. And it knicked him in the back, right as he touched the base. "Wah?" he questioned, looking behind him and seeing me. "You're kiddi-" "You're out!" yelled Macho. "No points added! Still 2-0! Switch!" Sand clutched his fist. "Oh, that little son of a-" "Just consider being pitcher." said Sugar, who passed him. "Oh, shut up." he mumbled. And little did I know, I was up next. Jeez, already? And I was face-to-face with Sand, Rocky, and Mountain. "Whatcha waiting for?" I teased Sand, who was the pitcher. "Nothing." He quickly rolled it and though I didn't even kick it, it hit my foot and flew far, which surprised me and some others. "Run!" Macho ordered. "It's a kick! Go, dude! Go!" I rushed as fast as I could, almost tripping at some instances. Rocky grabbed the ball and threw it, and missed horribly. Mountain did the same when he got it, too. I was already at third base and the team was going wild. "RUN!" Lemon Zest screamed. "For the team!" "Just give me the ball, fool!" Sand yelled at another guy grabbing the ball that missed me twice. He threw it to him. "Stay down!" He threw it at me, and then the term, 'Third time's the charm', was shown. At the last step, I was knocked away in the gut. "Oof!" I grunted. It hurt me like a punch to the gut. This guy has a good arm. I collapsed, holding my stomach hard. "Oh, that's gonna hurt." I said to myself. "You alright, kid?" Macho asked, coming towards me. I nodded, being a man. "Alright." He looked at Sand Man. "Hey, a little easier, alright, kid?" "Gotcha." said Sand Man, smirking when Macho turned his head. I got up and moved to the back of the line. "It was close." Lemon said. "You alright?" "Like I said, I'm fine." I said, holding my stomach. "Damn, he got you good." Zap noted. "Clearly." The game ended minutes later, ending with the score being 3-0. I retreated to the locker room, and took off my shirt. I saw a huge mark on my stomach, and I was shocked to see such a hit do that to me. It wasn't like a bad bruise, but it was a smallgood one. I put on my shirt and get into school uniform again. "He got you really good." said someone from behind. "Oh my God, shut-" I turned around, only to see a different man. I saw a kid who was average height, blue skin, black, long hair, and green eyes. "Woah, just saying." he defended. "Don't get feisty, mate." "You friends with-" I was whispering, but he answered instantly. "Nonononono." he answered. "Sand Man? Please. I hate the kid." He looked at Sand, then back at me. "Name's Fin. Balor Fin." "Blue Blitz. I'm new if you haven't noticed." We shook hands wearing school uniform. "What classes do you have next?" He explained me his schedule, but the only class me and him have is gym, which is now. "Dang, dude." he said. He looked at the clock. "Oh shoot! Gotta go. See ya later?" "Sure!" I said, and we walk out of the locker room. Eventually, the bell rings, and one more hour passed, then leading to lunch. And only two things popped in mind: I hoped the food was worth it, and I hoped that I have more conversations with Indigo's friends, but more importantly to Indigo.