Chapter 1

The sun has already risen above the horizon bringing wake to everyone, along with it the morning light of a new day, but not all could wake up alongside the rising sun, some needed external means like an alarm clock to wake up.

A soft ringing of an alarm clock from a phone has filled a certain quiet room with its melody. The bedsheets tossed and turned by a slender arm of a teenage girl that looks around 17 years old.

"Ugghhh" She groggily woke up from the sound of her alarm and slowly sat up on the mattress. The pink sheets slid down her smooth light cream colored skin, revealing her disheveled looks. Her long messy hair has shown in full tangled display, some of its strands stood up and some hair strands got into her mouth.

As she sat up her fair skin shone lightly from the baptism of the sun's light that seeps through the glass windows. Her fair skin alone could have mistaken her for some saint or nun that only stayed inside the chapel to pray and praise the lord with songs, if not for her unkempt hair and groggy eyes that was caused by a restless night of tossing and turning.

She reached out for her Iphone 69 pro, tempered with a screen protector, and of course fully paid. She checked the time that was displayed on the screen.

"Huh. 7 am…" She sleepily talked to herself and put down her phone nearby. She rubbed off the remaining sleepiness out of her eyes and stretched out her back and arms, yet the time she read on her phone echoed throughout her brain like it was conveying something important to her or reminding her of something needed to do… Then realization dawned on her like a lightning shock traveling through her veins fully waking her up from the drowsiness of sleep.

"IT'S ALREADY 7 AM!?! Shit I'm late!!!" The girl cursed her delayed reaction to the matter then hopped off her bed. Adrenaline pumped into her heart and its effects were immediate, like a performance enhancing drug to an athlete. She hasten her speed in preparing herself to go to school. She grabbed everything she could and stuffed her books, notepad, and papers into her bag.

After changing into some decent enough clothes, she stormed out of her bedroom and grabbed a random shoe from the rack. However, all this commotion didn't go unnoticed by an old man. He stepped out of the room he was in wearing only a simple sleeveless jersey and black pants. He looked at the girl in mild surprise, curious as to why she was in such a hurry, he raised an eyebrow and decided to ask her.

"Hm? Meague? Why are you in such a hurry dear?" The old man asked tenderly like a father talking to his child.

"Ack?! P-papa. Why didn't you wake me up?! I'm gonna be late for school!" Meague screeched and rushed past her father who only chuckled.

"But Meague it is sat-" He was cut off by the door closing and making a clicking sound indicating that it was locked. It seems Meague has already left without realizing what today is. Her father chuckled once more then laughed heartily, imagining her reaction if she'll realize it.

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Meague got off the bus in a hurry and made a run for it. The thought of being late made her nerves go into chaos, and anxiety pushed her legs to run faster than what she could manage normally.

Though She doesn't mind being a bit late for school and would try to catch up on her sleeping every chance she could get. Their principal however, does not tolerate this kind of tardiness behavior of the students, so he imposed a strict rule for students being late past a certain time.

The late rule goes like this. If a student hasn't entered the school at 7:15 am, they will be considered late for the daily assembly, that is a strike and their name will be written in the school chores. If the student didn't enter the school at 7:30 am, they will be late in both daily assembly and classroom activities, and they will be sent to face the school's scary disciplinarian. If the student doesn't enter the school at 7:45 am, the school gate will close and then mark those students as absent for the entire day, even if they did show up at the gate eventually, those late students will not be allowed to enter the school premises. Repeating these violations without any signs of improvements, they'll call on the parents or guardians of the student and the principal will talk about the misbehavior of the student.

Meague has already been late 2 times, one more and she'll be facing the principal along with her father. That is why Meague is gunning towards the senior high gate at max speed while huffing and puffing like a madman.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck!!" Meague let out a string of curses fueling her will to run. Just one more turn and she will reach the school gate hopefully in time. Her thigh muscles and calves tightened as she put her all in one final push for not being late.

"AGHHHH! Don't be fucking lateee!!" Meague shouted as she slid to a stop and supported herself up by holding on to her knees.

When she finally stopped, beads of sweat poured down from her forehead and rolled towards her cute cheeks before falling off her chin, like waterfalls.

Meague looked up at a large gate and the student body council's tarp for the proper clothes to wear for school and improper clothes that a student shouldn't wear for school, hanging on it. Meague caught up to her breathing and studied the shut gate up close and tried to open it, yet it seemed to be locked.

"H-huh?.. Am I already late? I swear that…" Meague huffed and grabbed her phone from her bag, she turned it on and checked the time.

"But. It's still 7:26 am, this gate should sti-" Meague abruptly stopped her mumbling when she finally noticed the date that was just under the time.

"Wha-, wait, wait, wait, WAIT! This can't be?! Is it? No, it is! Its fucking Saturday?! But, papa- haghhh! Shit!" Meague bumped her head to the iron bar of the gate without thinking twice if it would hurt. The realization and embarrassment she felt currently has temporarily numbed her ability to feel pain.

Meague's father does work as a handyman in the same school she goes to, and he is always early in school before others could arrive, except when it's Saturday and Sunday because he will only be on duty later in the afternoon.

"FFFFFFFuck. Why didn't I realize it sooner… I just made a fool out of myself, ughhhh and I'm also hungry…" Meague felt depressed and ashamed by her rumbling stomach, the only thing she wants to do now is to dig up a hole and stay in there for the rest of the weekend.

As she mopped around in depression, sounds of clashing pebbles from footsteps alarmed Meague that there was someone approaching her slowly.

She side eyed the individual and it was an unfamiliar girl with a resting bitch face, straight hair and even out bangs. Wearing a colorful jersey with the number 69 printed at the back, and black bicycle shorts, she was holding on to what seems to be a green volleyball. Megue thought that it was a uniquely colored ball she hadn't seen before.

The girl cautiously approached her and eyed her up and down in curiosity. Meague found her curious stare annoying and nosey.

"What." Meague asked with a slight hint of irritation at her word without noticing. Meague's sour attitude made the girl raise an eyebrow. The girl hummed and gulped down a saliva before asking her directly.

"Are you here for the school's sports tryouts?" The girl asked monotonically like an Ai. Meague didn't answer her immediately and just stared her down. She knows that she is acting like bitch right now, but she is not in the right mood or composure to answer her.

"Okay… I guess not. But, if you are interested in joining a sports team, the try out registration is at the main gate if you didn't know. My name's Sarah and I'm also the captain of the volleyball team, if you want to join the volleyball team just approach and talk to me, 'kay?." After that, Sarah left coolly, though her calm and cool demeanor left a bad impression on Meague.

Yes, Sarah didn't do anything wrong or offend her in any way, but a gut feeling told her that she was slightly mocking her? Or she's just grumpy from being hungry and annoyed that someone saw her embarrassing moment, either way, Meague didn't feel justified about her situation. Since she doesn't have any reason to stay here she decided to leave.

Meague huffed hot air and turned around, then kicked a rock to let off some steam before walking away with what's left of her dignity. But, as she walked, she was still cursing about not yet eating, the time and date, the alarm that woke her up, the school gate she bumped her head on to, and then a certain girl about being all cool and whatever.

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Meanwhile,

"Ehehehehe. Did she really come here thinking it was a school day? Hehehe, sorry but-pfffft" Sarah stifled a laugh as she tried to walk away as composed as she could so that it won't be seen as rude or mean to her, that's why she has that awkward resting face.

But it has become useless since Meague still got annoyed by her presence and question.

Then a girl ran up to her all giddy and excited, she's the same height as Sarah and wearing the same sleeveless jersey design, and black bicycle shorts only it has a blue stripe running down to the side. The noticeable feature of hers is her boyish looks and walk, her style of walking and figure could pass on for being a good looking tomboy.

"Oiiiii, Sarah! Did you get the ball?" Maria asked, all giddy and energetic.

"Oums, Xane was nice enough to lend it to me- ehhhh." Sarah was cut off by an overly happy Maria pulling her arm towards the gate with excited haste.

"Eikkk! Let's go, let's go, I can't wait to play!" Maria said as she hasten her walking speed

"Ack- ah. Wait! Don't pull me so hard. Maria~." Sarah complained as she tried to not trip each step she took, however her complaints fell on deaf ears and Maria continued on dragging Sarah like a rag doll.