Next morning, Blitz got up, ate breakfast with his father, and went to the bus stop once more. While waiting, he wondered what the day was gonna be. Not like what subject is gonna be fun, or what will happen, but more about... the others. Specifically Sand Man and his gang, hell, maybe the others who might've glared at him when he never noticed or did.
The bus stopped, and Blitz got on. Slowly walking towards the back, he found Indigo alone again. Across was Lemon, who was smiling and bobbing her head to some tunes she was listening to. "Sup, bro?" said Lemon.
"Good." I answered.
"How about boxing?" Indigo asked.
I smiled a toothy grin, trying to look cool. "I loved it actually. Brutal sport, but it's fun."
"Well, I suppose you made it to the team, then. It's gonna put some pounding on ya, but at least you get to look cool. Kinda like last year's runner-up, Bow Dazzles."
"Who?" I questioned.
Lemon answered, "He was a senior who was an epic athlete here at Crystal Prep. He ranges as a star in sports from, if I remember correctly, basketball, baseball, wrestling, track, football, and boxing."
My eyes were wide open. "Well then. I suppose he was well-respected?" Lemon nodded.
"Believe me, kid." Indigo spoke up. "I've been around Bow Dazzles before. He's not like a super-beast macho man, like the gym teach, but he definitely had a nice, muscular, toned body. If I remember, he had a bunch of colleges wanting him to join their sports teams. Think he joined a football team somewhere..."
"Syracuse." Lemon said.
"Yeah, that's right." Indigo said, remembering. "But yeah, he was very superior."
"And MUCH more respected than that lousy Sand Man." Lemon said, crossing her arms. "Every kid was in awe just looking at him. Imagine if Harry Styles was very athletic and less boy-toyish, but still had a cool look. That's what I think of him."
"Hmm. Kinda want to see him now."
"Well, sadly, he left. Again, Syracuse picked him up and there he went. Even if it's still like a couple of hours away, like two I think, he's pretty much gone." Indigo stated.
"Miss him, though." Lemon said. "Who knows? Maybe you might be the next Bow Dazzles." she said with a grin. "I think I can see you being that guy. At least with boxing. Hell, the new boxing champ of the school!"
I suddenly widened my eyes. "Woah, let's not get too cocky now."
"Cocky?" Lemon asked. "Who said anything about being cocky?"
"Well, I'm just saying... I don't think I'll be reaching the title like that."
Zest shook her head. "No, kid, I think you have potential. I think you'll make it up there."
"Someday." I said, picking at my tray.
"This year." Lemon said.
"What, you really think I can knock out Sand Man just like that?"
"Hey, just saying." Lemon said, shrugging.
"Well, he might be right. It might take a while." Indigo added. "I mean, again, who knows."
"Well, whatever happens, happens. Not saying I won't try my hardest."
"That's the spirit, kid!" Lemon said, patting me on the back hard.
"Just, you know, pretty crazy being already called some 'champ' before anything even started, that's all." I said.
"Hey, who knows, you might just end up on the wall, looking all victorious and stuff." said Indigo. "Just do it."
"Yeah, and pulverize the cold-hearted sunnova bitch!" Sour added. We looked at her. "Or, just knock him out, hehe..."
"Possibly." We all immediately shot at Indigo. "What? I-I'm just saying."
Alright, that's been a little too much from Indigo. She's been doing this for quite a bit, and I don't know why. I can 'possibly' win it or something. I might, but I might not, but the thing is, she's doing this a little... too much. Like every time we talk about it, she seems all like I could, but when we get to Sand, she usually goes like... Wait a minute... When we get to... Sand? Hold-
"Yo, dude!" said Lemon, waving her hand in my face. I stutter, and almost fall back. "So... You want some tunes?"
"Tunes?" I question. Crap, she asked me something and I didn't listen.
"Like a good setlist for training?" she explained. "I have one I usually listen to when I exercise, and I thought maybe you'd like it. Wanna try?"
I shrugged. "Sure."
She looked at the clock, which lunch almost ended. "Here: you have Spotify?" I nodded. "I'll e-mail you the song names." Right after, she stood up and bolted out of the lunchroom along with the other students crowded up as the bell rang.
I got up from my seat, walked a couple of steps, then suddenly felt a hand grab my arm. I look back, seeing Indigo. "Hey..." she said. "Uh, sorry about the abrupt words I spoke. Saying you might not win the tournament and all."
I nervously chuckled. "Oh, i-it's no problem."
"Just... Go get 'em good, alright?"
"Got it." I said. She walked a step, then I said, "Hey, weird question, but are you, like, into S-"
"Sorry, gotta go!" she said before running off. I scratched my chin, left only curious, but I felt as though I knew the answer. I might be wrong, but...
Could my crush like... Sand Man?