Kristine P.O.V.
I closed my locker from putting my extra stuff in there. "Hey Kristine, you did good last night." I smiled, "Thank you." I've been getting a lot of compliments about my performance last night. I ain't trying to sound cocky but, ahahh! Yo girl feel good you know. Let me stop acting a fool and go to class.
Jermy P.O.V.
"Come on Mark! Damn, acting like a jit." I said while slapping him in the back of the head. He was acting like he aint know what he wanted from off the menu. Currently we was at McDonalds. School finto start in 15 minutes and I don't got time to be late. Mark was finto make me irritated. Fuck it. "Uh yeah, he'll have two Egg McMuffins with orange juice for drink." "Will that be all?" I nodded my head. "That'll be $10.58" I pulled out a twenty and gave it to her. This bitch looking like she was finna keep my change! I leaned my head to the side and looked at her. "My change bruh?" She slightly smiled, "Oh my bad." "Yeah, my bad my ass. Trying to keep a nigga change knowing a nigga gone come back for lunch." We went over to the side to wait for our number to be called. "Number 523!" I went up to the counter, checking to see if we had all our stuff before getting in the car. "Yo, what time is it?" I asked Mark. "7:20." "Put yo seatbelt on son, we finna be Flash up in this b fam." I put the car in reverse and sped out of McDonalds.
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We walked in class smashing our McDonalds. Then our Mr. Clean looking teacher want to say something. "You shouldn't be eating in my class." "Look bruh, I'm sorry. Would you like some?" He leaned back in his chair, "That would be nice." "What would you like some of?" "Some of what? You only have like two things." "Deez nuts! Haaaa, got eemmm! Bitch you guessed it! You thought you was getting some fam." Mark and the whole class bust out laughing. I chuckled and went to sit down in my regular seat in class. Mark came and sat next to me. "Yo, you know what I've been thinking about?" "What fam?" "The future man. Like what we gone be when we grow up. I don't want to be a nobody, you feel me?" "Yeah, I feel you man. Dont sweat it, we'll be something." He nodded. I crumbled up my wrapper and shot that threee!
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SWOOSH. "There goes Kane with the amazing three!" "Yeah boy!" I said while pounding my chest. I sprinted down the court and yelled towards Mark. "Aye Mark! Im open son!" Mark sent me a bounce pass, earning me a swoosh once again. The buzzer went off signaling the end of the game. I ran up to Mark and we jumped up at the same time bumping shoulders. "And there's another win for UCLA folks, with the dinamic duo. Jermy Kane and Markus Randall!" The crowd went wild. This was it, me and my boy dream. Playing college basketball man. Felt like we was just sophomores. Told my boy we'd be something.
THAT NIGHT ••
We got out my car. Yes, I said my car! Got me a Corvette Mustang. We walked in the building earning screams and cheers. Tremayne walked up to us. "Aye, good job out thea today y'all. Ya did ya thang." He said dapping me, pulling me into a brotherly hug; his country accent showing clearly. " I nodded, "Thanks man, I appreciate it." Mark nodded too. I rubbed my hands together, this gone be me and bro life from now on and I'm very proud of us.
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Jermy And Mark In MM .
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Never Underestimate
Random15 year old girl named Kristine Brown, bullied all her life and taken for granted. Her mother always told her that she'll be something in life. Will she listen to her mother's encouragement? Will Kristine survive these harsh obstacles and be someone...
