Hazeel was getting ready to go out. She was going to play in the playground with Declan. It happened frequently, playing with one another, but every time they did she felt thrilled and excited. However she looked cool and un-grabbing in front of Declan. The last thing she wanted to do was to express her real feelings toward him... like Grace and other girls did. Whenever she saw those kind of actions, she thought it was goofy and never tried to do the same.
Dec was Declan's nickname, the name he allowed to call to those who were very close with him. Hazeel was one of them, and she was grateful about it, though of course she didn't say it.
Declan was already there, wearing his white taek-won-do suit, black-and-red line, and a yellow ball with green stripes he always carried, except for school. He was kicking the ball to the wall when Hazeel appeared and grinned.
She stood against him and readied to kick the ball. Declan kicked, and Hazeel kicked back.
...Time passed as the two passed the ball to each other. Sometimes it would too high, and sometimes it wouldn't reach the opponent, but Hazeel didn't care. She just wanted to keep this moment forever... with Declan. But suddenly his phone rang and receiving it, his face became terrified and ran outside without a word.
Hazeel stood there, amazed...
The next day at school, it turned out Declan was pretty late for his taek-won-do academy and was scolded from his mother by the phone call. Hazeel was still not very grateful about it but knew better than acting ungrateful for him.
The third period was to write down the students' worries on a piece of paper. Then the teacher would read it aloud, letting the kids tell their thoughts to solve the problem. Of course, it was perfectly free to write down anything, since their name wouldn't be showed, just their nicknames.
Hazeel didn't have much of a worry so she just wrote down she couldn't bear with some scary stories and folded it as an airplane.
When the teacher read the writings aloud, there was one thing from 'Super Mini'. The content was, she liked a boy and she wanted to get close to him, and she couldn't. Hazeel's heart sank somehow, and she didn't know why. While the other kids told on and on about dating tips('ask his phone number first' 'See if he seems to like you' and etc), she didn't. She was deep in thought...
At recess, Grace came running toward Hazeel's desk.
Grace was a fat, not-very-pretty faced girl, and she was one of the girls whom Hazeel thought was 'goofy'. Her personality was perfectly girlike, and her laugh was like some witch's: loud, big, and quite forced one. Hazeel didn't like her, though she acted she did, in order not to be a strange girl in the classroom.
Grace called as she ran stupidly to Hazeel's desk. Hazeel's voice was not as cold as her heart.
Grace bent down her knees, and whispered through Hazeel's ear.
"I'm the Super Mini.".
Her heart sank for real this time. What was gonna happen?
"And who do you like?" Hazeel asked, trying to sound calm and casual. She didn't expect the answer but she heard the most terrible thing in the world, right away.