Chapter 3

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"Hi Andrew, is practice all done?" A girl asked.

"Yes it is. What do you want Becky?" he asked.

"I can't see my boyfriend?"

"Maybe."

"Ugh, meet me at my place."

"Fine."

He hanged up his phone and put it in his pocket. He had out to his car and started to drive over to Becky's house. But on the way there, he was thinking about Katie. He pulled up to Becky's apartment building. He got out and walked up to her apartment door. He knocked on the door and the door opened.

"It's about time you got here." Becky said.

"Nice to see you too." Andrew said.

"Whatever, just come in."

Andrew walks in and Becky grabbed his arm. She pulls him to the couch and sits on his lap. She was about to kiss him, when he pushed her away.

"What's wrong babe?" Becky asked.

"I just heard my phone ringing, I have to the it because it was my coach's ringtone." Andrew said.

"Alright"

She gets off of him and he walks into the other room. Couch Q didn't really call him. He just didn't want to kiss her right now. He starts talking to his phone like coach Q was on the other side of the line. He puts his phone back into his pocket and walks back out to Becky.

"I have to go, Q wants to have a meeting with the team." he said.

"Oh"

"Sorry, bye."

He walks back down to his car and starts it up. He starts to drive in the direction of the United Center. But a couple streets over, he turns to go to his apartment.

"I can't stay with her anymore." he says out loud. "She wants me to be there every single second I'm not at practice or on the road. I need to break up with her."

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