Sister Circle✔️

32. And then...

Lark POV

What was she doing?

Frankie invited her to come to one of his basketball games, and she finally took him up on the offer. This was her fourth year at Illinois State and she'd only been to one game her freshman year when a bunch of girls on her residence hall floor wanted to all go together. She was not much of a  basketball fan, or any sport really, so she never desired to go to another game.

Now that she knew an actual player, she wanted to see Frankie in action.

She did not ask anyone to go with her, she decided to go all alone. ISU had a pretty good team, and the tickets were sold out. The place was packed with loud crazy fans. They wore team colors, had signs and banners, painted their bare chest, and knew most of the cheerleaders' cheers.

All she could do was cheer Frankie on, as he was the leading scorer. It was exciting watching him play. He was that good, like he should be on a professional team. Maybe he had hopes of joining the NBA, and with the way he played, it would happen.

Talented and that cute? Why was he hounding her when he surely could date every single female in the auditorium? Maybe he had a few girls on the side.

Of course, he did. Why would she think she would be the only girl if she did go out with him?

He texted her at the end of the game while she was trying to fight through the crowd to exit. They won and he wanted to celebrate.

Don't you and the team go out and celebrate?

Yea, but I wanna celebrate wit u

She smiled. Why not?

He texted that he would meet her by the team exit, but she was worried someone would see them together. Then she thought....she was on a break from Ross, she could talk to another guy, it was no big deal.

There weren't many people around as the team exited, so maybe the guys didn't have hoards of groupies. She saw Frankie walk out and she smiled. Dressed in jeans and a jersey with a large jacket on top, and a large gym bag on his shoulder. It was a brisk day and she was not dressed for outside weather, a thin blouse, and dark jeans, with a thin sweater.

Why was she so happy seeing this boy?

Soon as he spotted her he smiled as well and made his way to her.

"Hey! Did you enjoy the game?"

"Yes." Feeling awkward, she gave him a light hug. "Congrats on the win."

"It was nothing. Thanks for coming." He held her hand. "Can you hang with me or do you have something else to do?"

"No, it's good."

"I have this spot I like to go to after games, come on."

She thought it odd they walked toward the Jock House where all the ballers lived. She wondered if he was going to try to make a move on her. She would be cool with that.

Instead, he lead her to the back of the three-story building to an old fire escape.

"You're not scared of heights are you?"

"Ummm, no, but-"

"It'll be fine, I got you." Frankie still held her hand as they climbed up the fire escape to the roof.

Once up there, it looked like any old roof, so she did not see what the big deal was. It was a long roof, as the residence hall for athletes housed both the boys' football and basketball team.

"I like to come up here after a game to unwind."

"Well, at least it's not too high up. My dorm is ten floors, that would be scary."