
Youbel was still standing in front of Olivia's classroom door twirling the basketball in her hand.
"Remain, Capt?" Ask Rumi who just got out of class with Ruby and Ethan. The three teenagers used to go home and go to school together because they were neighbors.
"Definitely want to do it Via! Ciyee, someone wants to be like her," ledek Ruby pretentious.
"Via! Youbel Wanted!" Ruby next exclaimed at Olivia who was still cleaning up her books.
Olivia squinted at Youbel, before the girl turned to look at Youbel who had walked casually into the classroom still while playing basketball in her hands.
"You what?" Olivia asked Youbel, who was sitting next to her.
"Teaching this fierce OSIS chairman ma'am how to play basketball right," replied Youbel grinning.
"Ck!"
"I don't want to!"
"And stop calling me Chief Ma'am! I'm not your mother!" Sergey Olivia grumbled at Youbel.
"Then what should I call? Olive?" Youbel asked as she lowered her eyebrows towards Olivia who immediately rolled her eyeballs lazily.
"Via! Like the others!" Olivia replied firmly.
"Olive only! I'd rather call you Olive!" Sergey Youbel is stubborn.
"Via!"
"I don't like being called Olive! I'm not Popeye's girlfriend!" Olivia's murmur immediately made Youbel laugh out loud.
"I'll keep calling you Olive!" Youbel remained stubborn. And Olivia rolled her eyeballs back.
"Whatever!"
"I want to go home!" Olivia had already draped her bag over her shoulder and got up to her feet. But Youbel did not stay still and stood up and followed Olivia.
"Hey, Olive! I've been talking to the gym teacher about the value of your task force." Said Youbel who immediately made Olivia stop her steps and turn to Youbel who had been following her.
"What do you mean?" Olivia stared at Youbel.
"Pak Guru will give you a chance to repair your task value. You'll be re-assessing everything from dribbling, passing, and shooting!" Youbel is obviously at length.
"After I teach you of course!" Continue Youbel with a snobbish tone at the end.
"No, thank you!"
"I'm not interested!" Reject Olivia firmly.
"Oh, comeon!" Youbel suddenly stood in front of Olivia and grabbed onto Olivia's shoulders, but was quickly yelled at by the girl.
"Don't hold-hold!" Olivia warned fiercely.
"All right! But you have to agree with my idea!"
"I've been trying to persuade the gym teacher to give you a chance!" Youbel bercerocos at length.
"Am I telling you to? Absolutely not!"
"I'd rather score six in a percussion subject than have to deal with this stupid orange ball!" Olivia pointed towards the basketball that Youbel was now clamping under her armpit. Olivia looks upset and gripped.
"Wouldn't it look familiar with your grades in other subjects?" Youbel asked that instantly made Olivia go silent for a moment.
"I mean, your grades in other subjects are an average of nine. Time yes the tasker got six." Youbel slightly sneered at Olivia.
"Basic knows!" Olivia muttered who was already upset.
"Of course I know! Olivia is the first champion in school! Before being defeated by the nerdy Ethan because the value of his task force dropped," Youbel chuckled as he mocked Olivia
"Back the nerd, Olive!" Youbel continued to give her encouragement to Olivia.
"Ck!"
"I don't need any advice or input from you!"
"After all, even if I want to learn to play the right basketball, I'd better study with Rumi!" Sergey Olivia glanced at Youbel.
"Rumi won't be as patient as I was when I taught you!" Youbel said arrogantly.
"So when he gave you direction for shooting, his face looks so snarled," continued Youbel again.
"If I'm the type of patient and teach with all my heart" said Youbel who again brags himself.
"Curtain! Basic narcissist!" Olivia on Youbel.
"No need to sell expensive anymore!" Youbel suddenly grabbed Olivia's arm and pulled her slightly to follow me along with Youbel.
"Let's go to the basketball court!" Invite Youbel who continues to pull Olivia's hand without caring for the rebellious Olivia.
"Youbel, loose!" Olivia's stingy. But instead of releasing Olivia's arm, Youbel continued to pull Olivia toward the basketball court.
"You're all right, anyway?" Angry Olivia after Youbel finally released her hand checks on Olivia's arm.
"I want to teach you how to play basketball!" Youbel replied as he opened his white uniform. The boy was wearing a T-shirt in his school uniform.
"Youbel!!!" Olivia's growled back, then picked up the basketball that Youbel had thrown and threw it with all her might towards Youbel.
"Missing!" Ledek Youbel who turned out to be able to dodge quickly. Youbel ran after the ball and walked back to Olivia.
"Let's learn dribbling first!" Take Youbel who was standing behind Olivia, then both hands guide Olivia's hands so as not to stiffen.
"Rilex and relax!" Youbel was still holding Olivia's hand from behind.
"I can if I just dribble!" Sergey Olivia suddenly felt uncomfortable with the existence of Youbel behind his back. They are like people who are dating, then hugging and affectionate.
Olivia had already stepped out of Youbel's circle of hands, then picked up the basketball and dribbled it herself. The girl continued shooting, and...
Mishit!
"Haha!" Youbel immediately laughed at the way Olivia shot so bad.
"Udah! I'm going home!" Scowl Olivia who was about to take her bag on the sidelines. But quickly Olivia's hand was held by Youbel.
"I taught you how to shoot!" Youbel had already stopped laughing and somehow the young man was putting on a sweet-ass face right now.
"No need! At the end of the day, you're just kawain!" Olivia's grumbling.
"No! I promise!" Youbel raised her right hand and her two fingers formed the letter V.
"Switch!" Youbel said again.
Olivia was still frowning and the girl stomped her one leg in annoyance.
"Come, Olive! It would be a pity if you wasted the opportunity that the gym teacher gave you." Youbel was still trying to persuade Olivia.
"You, yeah!" Refer Youbel once more.
"Ck!" Olivia clucked in the end and didn't take her bag. The girl finally agreed to Youbel's persuasion, then returned to the middle of the court to pick up the basketball.
"How's it?" Ask Olivia while dribbling several times the ball in her hand as a warm-up.
"Take the position first!" Youbel guided Olivia to the right position to shoot.
"Try once!" Tell Youbel and Olivia to shoot the ball into the basketball ring.
Mishit!
"Damn!" Umpat Olivia upset.
Youbel gave a small laugh, then took the basketball that Olivia had thrown and brought it back to Olivia.
"Focus on the target!" Youbel said, giving the ball in her hand to Olivia.
"Where's the target? Basketball hoops, right?" Ask Olivia to make sure.
"Wrong!" Answer youbel quickly.
"The white box in the ring was the right one," Youbel continued, which immediately made Olive frown.
"Move the ball there, and the ball will get into the ring very easily" Youbel took the ball from Olivia's hand, then shot it towards the ring, and...
Directly in!
"Yes! You're the expert!" Olivia's a little upset right now.
"You can do it too, Olive!" Youbel took the ball back and gave it to Olivia.
Olivia took a deep breath and prepared to shoot, according to the theory and direction of Youbel.
"Come on!" Youbel gives spirit.
"Hand relax and don't be stiff so that your ball doesn't bounce anymore" said Youbel who immediately made Olivia take another breath. Olivia relaxed her fingers, then shot the ball towards the white box in the ring.
"Lake in!" Youbel exclaimed as Olivia's shot made it into the ring.
"Yeeeeaaayy!" Olivia cheered and unknowingly the head of OSIS was already embracing Youbel to vent her joy. Youbel who seemed not to miss the opportunity, hugged Olivia until finally Olivia realized and immediately pushed Youbel away from her.
"What, anyway? Hugs everything!" Olivia's murmur glared at the grimy Youbel.
"You hugged me first, I just went with the flow" said Youbel, who of course made Olivia frown.
"More learning the shooting!" Youbel had already turned the basketball on Olivia who was still complaining.
"Don't hug anymore!" Grunts Olivia warned.
"No!" Youbel said fast but still grim. Olivia eventually continued to learn to play basketball with Youbel until the afternoon.
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