This Is Me ( stud x fem )

Chapter 2 - The Game

Summer
When I get to the courts, I realize I have no money. Just when I'm about to leave to go home, Ray grabs my hand.
"Where do you think you're going? If you're ever with me, you never pay for anything anyways." She licks her lips. Okay. It's safe to say that I'm wetting up with the single look she just gave me. It's the lust in her swampy green eyes and the bend in her bubble gum punk lip when she bites it at me. But I'm straight, straight, straight. Plus, if I wasn't... I'm with Charles.
We walk to Court C and Ray kisses my hand. "You good?" she asks. I nod. "Well then. Farewell, beautiful." Ray walks to one side of the court to a group of people. They're all eyeing me. Girls, boys, fems, studs. All of them. I want awkwardly. Ray smiles back at me and waves.
I spot Charles dark chocolate sexiness on the opposite side of the baseball court.
"CHARLIE!!" I scream running to him. I've been dating Charles for two years and this is the longest we've ever been apart. We always love being together. He's a certain part of me that I won't ever let go.
"Babe!" Charles catches me in his arms kissing me, gripping my ass. "I've missed you babe!" He sounds me around
"I've missed you, too!"
A blonde girl standing awkwardly close stares at me and I flick her off.
"Why were you with that dyke?" Charles asks.
I pop him. "Rudeness. And that 'dyke' is nice."
He rolls his eyes. "Birds are nice too. Singing all of their sweet little songs and then they shit on your brand new car."
Everybody laughs. Fuck it.
"I'm ready to play, babe," I say excitedly.
Charles and his friends laugh once again. Charles pinches my cheeks. "That's good when we're at home, but I have a lot riding on this game. This money is going to buy me time in the studio." Charles wants to be a rapper. So not possible for him, but I support his ridiculousness.
I roll my eyes at him. "Fine."
Just as I say that Ray walks to mid-court. "You tryna hoop or nah, nigga?"
Charles says, "Im waiting on you... Ladies first."
You'd think that'd make Ray mad, but she just laughs. "Summer you play?"
I nod. "I dabble."
She bites her lip at me. "Then dabble yo' sexy ass over here."
Charles clenched his fists as I skip to Ray's side. I see my girl Steph walk in as a spectator. This is gonna be fun.
•••••
Halftime
Score: Ray:63 ... Charles:60

Ray

"Damn girl," I laugh wiping sweat from my face. "You pretty good. You almost scoring as much as me. That's good for a midget," I tease.
She laughs as we sit on the bench. "I've been playing all summer. That's what they like to do in Louisiana."
"Well make sure you try out for basketball at Ridgewood, beautiful." I wipe the sweat from her face with my towel.
Behind her, I notice Charles making out with that blonde girl, Sophie.
"Summer?"
"Yes?" she says looking up from her phone.
"How long have you and Charles been together?" I ask. Should I tell her? Should I ignore it?
"Two years, three months, and seventeen days." She says with the largest smile on her face. You can tell she loves him. "I'm switching from Breuxwood to Ridgewood and were still gonna hang in there... Isn't that sweet?"
I don't say anything. I just look behind her at them. Charles has her hand all in Sophies hair and the other one on her ass. Their faces are planted together.
"What is it?" she says turning around.
I try to stop her, but it doesn't work. She breaks down into tears as she turns back to me.
"Don't cry," I say, rubbing her back.
She looks up. Her beautiful hazel eyes are now irritated and red. "How long has this been going on?"
"I shouldn't interfe-"
"HOW LONG?!" she yells. "If you don't tell me, so help me God, I'll-"
"All summer until now. I went to Summer school with them and they were always like that. Word is she gave it up to him first date and they been fucking ever since." I say that all in one breath.
She stops crying and nods. "Well, I hope they're happy," she says turning to look again.
I turn her face back to me. "Stop punishing yourself like that. You're perfect and that's his loss."
She laughs as I wipe her tears. "I'm way past perfect. Not at all."
I smile. "Looks perfect to me."
She blushes. "Whew.... Okay I'm good."
Biting my lip, I say, "Good. Now sit here while I go finish so I can take you home."
She looks at me like I'm stupid. "No."
I'm confused. "What?"
"I'm finishing this game."
"You sure?" I ask.
Summer nods. "I'm damned sure. Now let's go kick some ass!"
I laugh. Perfect.
•••••
Seven seconds on the clock. Score 97-99. Charles up. Summer has the ball. She rushes down court and crosses two defenders to shoot a three and then BAM!
Charles knocks Summer to the ground. Charles and a couple othera cheer in victory as some rush to Summer. I however stand there with an open mouth. This nigga just pushed a female.
"Bitch nigga!" I call him.
He looks around, dumbfounded.
"You the bitch nigga! Bring yo punk ass here. We finna fight like men!" I day walking up to him. I have on thr new Js so if course I take those off and my Rolex. I throw my long dreads in a ponytail.
Charles laugh. "Gimme my money, man."
"Money?!" Im hella pissed now. "You want some money? Scrap my ass!" I don't know why I'm so fazed by Summer. I barely know her. She's just so generous and sweet and sexy. She's perfect. And he doesn't deserve her.
I grab him by his shirt and drag him along the concrete court.
"Ray, don't do it." "Stop!" "Beat his ass." "Do it! Do it! Do it!" "Everytime Ray go somewhere, she got to fight." "Why can't we just be peaceful?" "Bro chill."
Fuck all that. I pull his ass behind a brick wall so Summer can't see me. I start pounding his ass. Throwing licks left to right. "Don't!" face "You!" face "Fucking!" face "Touch her!" gut "AGAIN!" kicks him in the stomach. "Bitch ass nigga."
I'm still beating his ass when Jamie pulls me off of him. Jamie my stud bro. We been cool since second grade.
Jamie's holding me back as I'm still tryna beat his ass while his boys carrying him away. I sput on him. "Bitch ass nigga!"
Jamie pins me against a wall. "Calm ya tits mane!"
I breathe deeply for about a minutes calming my heart rate back down.
"You good bro? Need a Snickers?" We both laugh. We ask each other that when the other one is tripping.
We dap and do our handshake.
"How many times you tapped, lil mama? Pussy must me good as fuck for you to be fighting over her like that." Bro laughs.
"Manee! I ain't even touched it." I said.
Jamie takes two steps back. "Dafuq? That aint like you!"
I laugh. "I know. I know. It's just something about lil mama," I peek around the corner to look at her. "She just- wow. And she has these eyes that are just- woah. And her smile...."
"Bro?" Jamie touches my forehead. "You sick!"