2 ~Amazing~

Recap of previous chapter

You packed all of your things and made your way to their airport. From there, you flew to Japan and looked around your new house that you and your dad moved to, and are still waiting to see your mother. You decided to look around the neighborhood, and than go to a skate park nearby. At the park, you see a boy with brown hair and emerald colored eyes that looked around your age (13), and he says "Hey"

3rd person POV

"Hey" You reply, still analyzing him.

He had a pretty slim frame, which could come in handy while skating.

"So. You skate, huh?" He asks you, staring at your board.

"No. Totally not. I just came here to do nothing and brought a skateboard just to look cool." You say, sarcasm noticeable in your voice. You stare at him with one eyebrow raised, and a barely noticeable smile.

"Well, if you're gonna stand there and do nothing, than you should leave. I don't need some kind of slime watching me skate." He said, facing away from you and trying out a few new tricks.

"Oh cocky now are we? If you really think that I'm some sort of slime that how about play a game, huh?" You say, getting slightly annoyed at the short boy.

"Fine."

"Let's start out easy." You throw your board onto the smooth concrete, and step on it. You start to push yourself, and approach a metal bar. You do a rail slide, and look back at the boy.

"Now, it's your turn."

"Hah, when you said easy, I didn't think it would be THAT easy."

He goes to the same place you were in, and mimics the move that you just did. You were surprised at his confidence, but were determined to win against him.

"Well, since it looks like you're oh so amazing at skating," You say, with a bit of a mocking voice, but no intention to be particularly rude, "how about we compete to see who can do their skate routine better. That is, if you skate competitively, of course." You say the last part proudly, trying to show off.

"As a matter of fact, I do compete. How about we try one of your routines, huh?" He says, his confidence not wavering one bit.

You're slightly taken aback by his confident answer, but don't let is show.

"Alright."

You turn your head to look at him, with a smug smile plastered on your face, and head slightly tilted back. You turn away, and drop into the skating pool, and try your best to ace all of the tricks that were in this routine. This was from about 6 months back, and remembered every move in it. This was your favorite one, and one of the routines you got a good score on. It was a bit short compared to your other ones, but the moves in it were difficult. You glide smoothly through the concrete walls of the pool, and had so far succeeded with all of the tricks. You finally land your last one, and run up the side of the pool.

"Hm, I honestly didn't expect you to be at a level this high." He said, still keeping his carefree composure.

He than continued to walk beside the pool, and say "I might forget a few things here and there, but you can't really blame me. I only saw you do this once."

You think that there's no way he can get close to even doing this routine as well as you did. You practiced for weeks and weeks, so there's no way that he can do it in just one try. He would have to be ridiculously good for that.

But than again, there was nothing that showed he WASN'T ridiculously good..

He than dropped in, and began to do the short routine. He skated just as smoothly as you did, if not more. He did move after move, executing each flawlessly. You couldn't help but stare in awe at the boy you had just met. You noticed that when skating, he looked much different. He looked as if the only thing that mattered to him was skating, and nothing else. He continued to skate, better than you ever did. And to think that this was his first time skating it...At that moment, you decided that the unnamed boy, was amazing. Before you knew it, he had finished skating, having made no visible mistakes. You were shocked, and even more so amazed.

"So? Are you just gonna keep staring at me like that or are you going to say something?"

"Uh, yeah. That was really good...I have to admit." You say slowly, still in shock.

"Thanks. So, now complete your part of the deal, slime. Remember? I win, you leave and I think that we have a clear winner here." He says, shooing you away with his right hand.

You look at him, and scoff. "Fine, but just know, that one day I'll be the one making you leave."

"Sure. I'd like you see to try, Slime."

"Fuck off." You say, getting sick of the name 'Slime'.

"No thanks, Slime." He said with a smirk, putting emphasis into the rather rude nickname he gave you, just to piss you off.

"Ughh!"

"Bye bye! The name's Miya, by the way." He says, waving goodbye in a mocking manner.

You storm away, without saying another way.

'What a little bitch he is. I mean- sure he's an amazing skater, and has a technique that is near flawless, and not to mention his beautiful, emerald green eyes. Nope. Nope. I did not just compliment him in my head. No way.' You keep thinking while you skate home, and notice that it's already about 7pm, meaning your mother should be home by now.

You start to skate faster, so that you could get home earlier. You feel yourself getting a bit tired, but you ignore it. It's weird to think that you've only been here for one day. You look at your surroundings, and see more houses. You're starting to think that houses are all this area has, until you see a cat. It doesn't seem to have a home...So you start to feel a little bad for it.

'I mean..I could take this adorable little kitty home..Everyone loves cats, right? I hope dad won't get mad. Oh well, he does have a soft spot for cats. I guess it runs in the family, huh. He might let me keep it...I hope he does!'

You quickly pick up the cat, and it doesn't seem to bother it. It stays calm, and snuggles a little closer to you.

You walk home the rest of the way, kicking your skateboard along with you. It only took you about 3 minutes to get home, since you were already close by.

"Y/N!! There you are! I missed you so much sweetie!"

"I missed you too mom! Glad to see you."

"Y/N..why do you have a cat?" Asks your dad.

"Um...Surprise?" You say with a chuckle, holding the cat up for your dad to see. The cat was a dark grey, with bright green eyes that reminded you of Miya's.

'Oh my god- I have to stop thinking of that annoying kid! What's wrong with me?'

"So. Care to explain Y/N?"

"So basically, I was walking home from the skate park and saw THIS little adorable kitty, that looked oh so sad! I thought that maybe I should take it home and keep it because it's adorable and we all like cats!"

"Oh my god- Y/N!" Exclaims your dad with a laughing smile, his hand holding the bridge of his nose.

"You were right M/N, soft spots for cats really do run in the family huh?" Says your dad to you mom.

"Yes I really was. I don't mind keeping it, but we can't keep it if you dad doesn't want to." She says, facing your other parental figure.

"Um, fine. We can keep it. Now hand over that little fur ball 'cause I want to pet it too!"

You thank both of your parents with a wide smile, and hand the cat over to your dad.

This was an interesting day, that's for sure...