Morning sure does come quick when you are nervous. Last night definitely didn't make it any better. I showered and pulled on my jersey. It was definitely oversized since the all belonged to tall muscular guys.
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I made my way to the locker room and waited for Omar. I really wanted to apologize for stringing him along. I really get bad. I became very impatient and pushed the door and went in. "Hey! No girls allowed," the boys called out. "Nothing I haven't seen before," I said and continued to walk until I found Omar at the back.
"Hey can we talk?" I asked as I found him shirtless in his jersey shorts. He's hot. I was definitely drooling on the inside. "Don't have the time," he said as he ignored me. The other guys had already disappeared. "Omar I'm really sorry. I agree I should have told you," I said. "Ok. You've apologized. You can go now," he said coldly. I looked at him hurt. I guess that's how he felt too. "You don't have to worry about me telling anybody. I won't." "That's not why I'm here," I said. "Can this please wait until after the game. I already have enough on my mind," he said. "Yeah," I said and turned and left.
We walked onto the court. I could hear laughter and whispers echoing. We sat on the bench and I looked over at the other team. Some of the boys were laughing and looking at me. It was then I realized all this chaos was because I'm a girl. "Teams to the court," I heard a man say and we all ran to him. "So the other team is raising an issue about the female on your team." "What?" I asked. "We ain't gonna play a girl," a guy from the other team said. "Why not?" I heard a very familiar voice say. I looked in his direction. I smiled at him. "Well he's the captain. He doesn't have an issue. Neither should you," a man said who I assume is his coach. The teams started to move back to their places. "Thanks," I said as I walked up to him. "No problem," Davian said and smiled at me then ran back to his team. Did I mention I got even more nervous. I know Davian's skills. He pretty much trained me to this point. I was just praying I wouldn't play.
The game began and I could fee the tension. I was nervous. Many passes and hoops later we were at Talmont University- 10 & Toronto University- 12. I was the only other extra on the bench. I was praying no one else got injured. *whistle blow* My eyes shot up to the ref and then to coach. Another player injured. "You're time," Carter said and I nervously walked on. I stood at my place. The whistle blew once more and the next thing I know I was on the floor. I heard footsteps. I looked up to see Davian and Omar over me. "You ok?" They chorused. "Yeah," I answered. Davian reached out and pulled me up. "Listen. You gotta remember everything I taught you. Ok. Remember that trick?" Davian said with a smile. "Yeah," I answered smiling back. "Get em girl," he said and ruffled my hair. The whistle blew again. I was now holding the ball. I looked at Davian and we both nod. I started out and as they came towards me I caught the ball and went the other. My trick is that since I'm short no one would ever imagine I'd try to make a hoop, but I did. Screams filled the court. No we didn't win but at least I made a hoop. We lost 11-12. I stood on the side as the guys from my team congratulated me. "Must say I'm impressed," Omar said. "Thanks," I replied. "I'm guessing he's the guy that trained you," Omar commented. "Yep," I replied. "That's was amazing!!" Davian shouted as he lifted me off the ground. "Thank you!" I said as my smile broadened. I was happy he was speaking to me. "Nice to see you," he said. "You too. Oh ahh this Omar. Omar this is Davian," I said as I introduced them. "Nice to meet you," Davian said as he shook his hand. "Boyfriend?" "Ahhh no. Just friend," Omar confirmed. "Still?" Davian said and looked at me. "What?" I asked. He shook his head. "That." He pointed in Carter's direction. "Wait it's been that long?" Omar asked. I held down my head. "Davian please," I said. "No worries. Your life. Your decision," he said with a look that just seemed as if he was saying I'm done with you. "Anyways where's Sharon? Or have you dropped her too?" "I didn't drop you Davian," I said very hurt from his words. "So you don't know?" He asked again. I shook my head as the tears built in my eyes. "No Davian. I don't know where my best friend is. Wherever Drake is you'll find her. She has not time for me since we started college," I said and walked off. "Kiara wait," I heard him say but I just kept walking. He caught up to me. "Will you just wait." I spun around and faced him. "Look I'm sorry but a man like that cannot be good. He's was preying on a teenager. I just thought you'd see that," he explained. "I didn't. I'm sorry. After what you did about me finding a guy who's not in high school or college I just thought he could be that guy," I explained. "Oh. I put that in your head. I'm sorry," he said. "Not your fault," I assured him. "So what's this about Sharon?" He asked. "Well.... from the first day we moved in and I walked in on her and Drake I don't really see much of her after that... it's mostly hi and bye," I explained. "Davian!!! We're ready!!" I heard his coach shouted. "Coming!" He said and turned back to me. "Can we talk over the phone?" "Sure," I said and he gave me his new number. We hugged and parted.
