Dear Diary - Chapter 8
(Friday, 8 July 2011 / 22:25 /
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Jojo's POV
Dear Diary,
After changing into my gym clothes, I head to the dodge ball court, which was just next to the basketball court. Woah, hold on, didn't Gikwang played basketball? I wonder where he is. Probably not his class right now. "Gikwang! Get your butt over here faster! We're gonna practice soon. Faster!" What? Are my ears deceiving me or did I just really heard Coach Hodong called .. Gikwang..
I turned my head around to confirm what I just heard. And there, on the other side of the court, I saw Gikwang in his basketball t-shirt. Really coach? Really? No sleeves? Mehh, forget it. Wow, I didn't know Gikwang had muscles. Hehe, that just sounds like I'm looking down on him. Thats not nice Jojo. Concentrate on your dodge ball game.
"Faster, Gikwang! LEE GIKWANG! Run faster or you won't be getting any snacks later!"
I laughed slowly knowing that the coach is pushing Gikwang. But, he's pushing him too hard. He might overwork himself. Ahh, nevermind him. He's strong isn't he? He can handle any stupid practice. Besides, he's LEE GIKWANG. Kay, now onto my game.
"Jojo! Watch out!?" "Huh?"
GEDEBUSHH!
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Gikwang's POV
Dear Diary,
Man, coach is on his moods again. Probably another stupid issues with his friends or whatsoever. I don't really care if he's on a bad mood, it just bugs me that I'm the only person that he leds out his anger to. Its always me. "DROP DOWN AND GIVE ME 50!" Fifty push-ups? Sounds easy enough.
As I was about to do as he said, something distracted me,
"JOJO! Watch out!" What? Jojo? Isn't that.. nahh, probably some other Jojos. My Jojo is in her chemistry class. Now for my push-up. Aish.. "Jojo! Wake up! Jojo!" Aigoo, people, stop calling Jojo now.. I'm starting to think that its my Jojo thats hurt.
"Is she okay?" "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry," "step aside! Giver her some air!" "Emergency kit! Emergency kit!" "Jojo!" the voices from the other court kept interrupting Gikwang's mind. Maybe I should check who it is. I turned my head to watch the incident, and to my surprise, my heart nearly popped. Why is Jojo, MY JOJO, is laying on the ground, unconsciously!?
"Sorry, coach! I gotta go over there!" I left just as soon as I told the coach. But it seems like he's not satisfied so he tried calling me to make me come back. As if I could. Jojo is probably injured!
I passed through everyone who was surrounding her. Argh, is everyone stupid? Don't go covering her like that! She needs air! "Get out of the way please, stay away from her," everyone turned their heads to me and by the look on their faces, I can tell they are shocked. "let me handle her," I said and picked her up. I can feel her head resting on my shoulder. Damn, its a good thing that she's unconscious right now, or else she'd probably heard my heart thump just a second ago.
"I'll take her to the nurse's office. Please excuse us," I asked for the teachers permission. Fortunately she agreed and I made my way out of the gym.
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Jojo's POV
Dear Diary,
Ahh, the atmosphere seemed to be changing. Theres no smelly sock smell or any sweat. Its so, warm and comfy. Woah, hold on!
I woke up and rubbed my head. "Arghh! My head ..!" What happened? How did..? Isn't this the nurse's office? How did I get here? And why am I here? Arghh, why does my head hurt so bad. Ehh? A plaster? Don't tell me its injured. No..
**GEDEBSUHH**
Oh yeahh, I was hit by the ball during gym. Argh, thats what I get for not focusing. Well, Gikwang was too hot, I can't help myself but to just take a peek at him. I took a quick glance to my left, and then to my right. Oh. My Gosh.
HOW DID HE GET HERE >
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