A/N: I completely changed the order of the events, oh god. Shh, just go along with it xD It will occasionally stray from the path of the anime/manga, because it gets boring re-writing scenes. I may or may not re-write the whole story too. It just seems bad to me. 😅 Please help.

Also, 600+ views?! I'm screaming 😂 Thank you so much 💙

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At long last, the time had finally come: it was time for golden week. It was going to be one heck of a week for the team; a tiring, yet exciting one, nonetheless.

After Ukai-sensei double checked the luggage, the team boarded the coach, and the journey began.

...

Well actually, the journey began after Tanaka and Nishinoya fought over who got to sit next to Kiyoko (she ended up sitting next to Yachi) and one extremely angry Daichi who had to put them back in their places.

Ritsuna sat at the very back of the spacious coach, in between Kageyama and Hinata. And even though the coach hadn't even started moving yet, Hinata was already feeling sick- in which from motion-sickness or nerves- Ritsuna did not know.

Being the anti-social person she was, Ritsuna planned to listen to music and mentally brainstorm how to improve her serves even further. If she was going to be apart of the starting line-up, her serves needed to be polished up as much as possible.

"A-Ayame-san, I d-don't f-feel very w-w-well." Hinata groaned, clutching his stomach.

Oh dear Lord.

Internally panicking, Ritsuna hastily rummaged through her small, black backpack for a plastic bag of some sort, but it was too late.

Hinata's magical mouth juice was all over Kageyama's lap.

Everyone prayed for Hinata's life. (Minus Tsukishima, who was shamelessly snickering at the sight.)

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As the journey came to an end, the centre they were going to be staying at came into view. It was impressively large, seeing as it was run by Shiratorizawa- a school that literally had an entire field for the horseback riding club.

Meanwhile, Kageyama had completely snapped; it wasn't a pretty sight.

"Are you that nervous, huh? About what now, huh? Nervous enough for the same thing to happen twice, huh? PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER, DUMBASS HINATA!" He yelled, squeezing the life out of the poor, smol sunshine's head.

Ritsuna was told that this had happened before, but to Tanaka instead of Kageyama. She needed to remember not to sit too close to Hinata during coach rides in the future.

As the weirdo duo quarrelled, being the mother he was, Sugawara came in between the two and managed to stop the fight.

'Sugawara-senpai, fight!' Ritsuna rooted him on.

As everyone unloaded their bags, two figures emerged from the vast building. They were introduced as the two coaches of Shiratorizawa: Coach Washijou and Coach Saitou. Thankfully, Aoba Johsai were yet to arrive, meaning it was just the two schools at that moment.

Entering the building, Hinata began to yell in awe at all the facilities available.

"UWAH!! IT'S SO SHINY! NE, NE, DO YOU SEE THIS, GUYS?!" Hinata exclaims, flailing his arms around like an idiot to prove his point.

"Hinata, that's just a water tap..." Sugawara says, sweatdropping at the sight of the orange-haired male hopping around.

After a few minutes of silent observation, Ritsuna nods her head in approval, satisfied with the facilities. But there was just one thing left.

"Ano, Shimizu-senpai? If the first years, second years, and third years are rooming together, where do I sleep?" She asks her.

"Ah, yes! I'm not going to be staying here, because I live nearby. But Hitoka-chan is rooming with the first years. Well, why don't you decide where you want to stay after the matches today, Ritsuna-chan?" Kiyoko answers with a smile.

Ritsuna nods, leaves her luggage with the others, and makes her way to the gym, where the rest of the Shiratorizawa team were gathered.

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*Ritsuna's POV*

"First off, I welcome you, Karasuno, to the Golden week training camp. After getting on his knees, we had decided to lend our facilities in order for this to be possible. " Washijou-sensei starts. "As you may also be aware of, Aoba Johsai has yet to arrive. Therefore, we shall have to start a few games without them, but first, introductions."

The captains quickly introduced themselves, followed by everyone else.

I swiftly nod at each player, but they all seemed to be staring at me. Why? Was there something on my face?

Or was it because I was the only female player?

...

No, I definitely think something was on my face.

I hastily move both my hands and feel around my face to try and get whatever it was off. But when I look up, even more people are looking at me. Did I get something else on my face? I try again, but I was nudged by Tsukishima.

"What are you doing, idiot? You look ridiculous." Tsukishima says, letting out a low chuckle.

Before I open my mouth to retort back, Sugawara places a hand on my shoulder.

"Ah, sorry! She's not too good with people. This is Ayame Ritsuna. She joined a few weeks back."

"Eh? Why does Karasuno need 3 managers?" Goshiki asks, tilting his head to the side.

"No, I don't think she's a manager. She might be a player." Semi interjects.

"Ara~? A female player? That sounds fun!~" Tendou exclaims, looking over at me again.

"When is Oikawa-san coming? This is why he should've gone to Shiratorizawa." Ushijima states out of nowhere.

"Either way, we can't be too careless. We haven't seen her play before." Shirabu adds.

The red-haired male starts to skip over to me, a grin plastered onto his face. "What brings a girl like you here?~" He enquires.

"Volleyball." I nonchalantly reply.

"Ah, the Kuudere, huh? Like the ones in Shounen Jump manga."

'Kuudere...? Shounen Jump...? Manga...? Is he an otaku?' I ponder, before I was snapped out of my thoughts by footsteps approaching from outside the gym, and what sounded like someone being dragged.

"No, Iwa-chan! Take me back! I'll die if I have to stay in the same place as Tobio-chan and Ushiwaka for 2 days straight! IWA-CHAAAAANNN!" An awfully familiar voice cries.

"Shut up, Shittykawa!"

Oh dear Lord.