Lolita 𐐪𐑂 Dick Grayson

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"First game of the season! Let's go get them knights" Coach Moore encouraged throwing a fist into the air, his clipboard thrown onto a plastic chair. We were currently inside the gym of our rival school, a small private high school who wore bright crimson basketball jerseys. Very contrast from our white and navy ones.

The letters K N I G H T S ran across my chest as a large number 3 was printed on the back of jersey and basketball shorts. After being told I would be in the starting line as point guard, my anxiety grew. Coach didn't shy away from making me the leader anymore our senior captain had now left us.

I made my way onto our side, right at the center where the point guard from the rival school stood. Her blonde hair was tied into a high ponytail and already being taller than me, I felt my hands become clammy. I looked to my left to see Sophie as shooting guard. Thank God.

I took one more quick glance to the left and saw Dick standing near the ref table, his hand busy tapping a pen against his notebook. His face in a flash turned from a bored expression into a sincere smile as he caught me staring. I quickly turned and looked down at the basketball shoes he got me. No matter where I turned, all I could see was him.

"Heads or tails?" Muttered a grubby old man, who's hair was a combination of both gray and red hair. I came out of my sudden thoughts and looked up at the girl in front of me. She sucked in her lips and called heads.

I gave a slight nod to the both of them and released my hands from closed fists. I saw the quarter on the nail of the mans thumb flick upwards in to the air and then disappear in his hand. Suddenly, he showed us his palm. Tails.

Then a loud whistle blew. The game began. A basketball was thrown in the air between us, my body lunges itself upward to get the first touch. And that it did, my fingers just barely grazed it as I pushed it towards Sophie whose arms were out in front of her.

The sound of shoes slipping, some squeaking boosted my motivation. I felt the familiar rise of adrenaline pumping through my veins that I missed so desperately.

As the ball found itself in the other girls hands, I called out our first play.

"Wonder Women" I vocalized, my back now pressing onto the girl I was guarding. It was Dicks random idea of having our plays named after the hero's of our city. Nothing surprising to me after seeing his room littered with batman mugs.

One of my teammates came behind me and called out for Sophie, who turned to look and went in for the steal. As Sophie practically overshadowed every girl on the court, it was easy for her to regain the ball back into our hands.

The girl I was guarding came from behind and lounged at Sophie who threw it towards my teammate before the other team could have it.

I swiftly ran towards the opposing teams basket, constantly checking from behind. In a matter of seconds, I nodded at my teammate who threw the ball at me right as the blonde from the start went to block her.

I felt the weight of the ball push me back but soon after I dribbled it once and shot towards the basket. My feet now on their tiptoes fell back onto my heels. The sound of the backboard being hit and then a small woosh lifted the burden from my shoulders.

3 - 0

The score board changed.

"Alright, Lo!" Beamed Dick from behind, his hands stuck together after a rather large clap. I grinned not daring to look back but instead told my girls to reposition themselves.

And that's how it went. When the private school would land with the ball, our plays grew stronger. It wasn't long before it was obvious we were dominating them. As our first quarter came to an end, we entered our second.