ENIMIES TO LOVERS

chapter 2

TW: F slur

Once I arrived at practice, the coach and a few other students were already in the gym.

Some kids were sitting on the bleachers, while other kids were messing around on the court.

I went to go talk to the coach, but once I approached him, he yelled, "Everyone gather around! We start practice in 10 minutes, go get changed, and come back out when you're done. No funny business."

We got to pick our own lockers that would be assigned to us through the whole year, so the coach told us to pick wisely.

Everyone started settling down and went to choose their lockers next to their friends. I walked into the locker room while the coach went and sat down.

When I got in there, people were just chatting while I watched to see Kaden pick a locker, so I picked mine near his.

All the boys started getting changed, but for some reason, I felt uncomfortable, like people were watching me.

I couldn't stand the feeling anymore, so I went in the bathroom stall connected to the locker.

Once I got in the stall, I overheard an anonymous voice "yeah and why's he going into the stall to change?"

"Maybe he's a fag" said another voice.

They continued talking about me until most of them left.

By that time I was finished changing so I quickly got my things together so I can leave the stall.

"Guys stop messing around" I heard a familiar voice say.

I peaked through the crack and saw that it was the boy I sat next to in home room.

I snuck out of the stall and stashed my clothes in the lost and found by the locker room door and ran into the gym.

I know I'm not gay but I don't want to be labeled as something I'm not.

Once all the boys got out if the locker room, coach said to huddle up and then told us that everyone makes the team this year because there are not enough people trying out.

While Kaden was talking to the coach you could tell that his voice was the one making fun of me in the locker room.

Coach told all twelve of us to write down our name position we are comfortable with and if we don't know our position then we just write down our name.

He put us into two teams of five and would switch out players after every seven minutes. The coach put Kaden and I as point guard on opposite teams.

To start the game everyone got into their positions and the coach thew the ball up in the air, just as the ball left his hands me and Kaden are ready to jump, as I did Kaden nudged me but but no one noticed.

He grabbed the ball and quickly ran to our basket but I ran infront of him before he made the layup.

The ball bounced off the basket and my teammate grabbed the ball. We started to run to their side of the court while everyone ran onto their positions.

As my teammate ran He was getting blocked so I called for him to pass it to me, but of course Kaden noticed and had to block me. He tries to steal the ball from me.

We started fighting over the ball until I let go. I hear him mumble under his breath. "What a fucking loser."

"What did you say?" I ask angrily.

Kaden replys, "Don't worry about it.",

"Why would I not worry; I already heard what you said in the locker room."

"What, that you're a faggot!"

"No I'm not!"

Kaden paused. " YES YOU ARE!" he continued. Before I could respond the basketball hits my stomach right ubove my hip.

I wasn't prepared to get hit so I stumble back a bit.

I tried to push him back but the coach walks in the middle of us to stop us.

All the boys just standing around not knowing what to do and Kaden and I glaring at each other.

a/n: fight fight fight