north carolina... eh not too shabby, but not the best place to be. living in a small 3 bedroom 2 bathroom apartment with a space cooped with stress isn't the way I wanted to live most of my life at, but I'm glad I did.
2:15 pm . . .
*the announcer comes on the intercom*
"attention 7th and 8th grade students .. our school will be starting our basketball team back up all over again so we need new boys and girls who are interested in basketball to come down to the auxiliary gym at 3:00."
after this statement the noise of her voice muffled.
all I knew was that basketball is my only sense of freedom and expression.
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I tried out, and boy was I ass. when I say ass... I mean ass.
But I made the team and made friends, so much so I even did AAU, didn't get in the game but I met this one boy I never thought I'd ever see again.
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Fast forward a few months later. . . June.
" Hurry SaMyah pass it !! " my teammate yells eagerly while waiting on me wide open to pass the ball, I mean I passed it..
but did shorty make the shot??? fuck no she didn't.
I ran to the basket to rebound and grab the ball but of course.. a ref is behind me blowing a whistle calling for a foul.
After the game..
had all my stuff together, took my game shoes off, put my sweats on and my hoodie along with my red crocs.
not really aware of my surroundings, all I knew is that I felt someone staring deep in my soul.
"damn excuse me" I hear from behind me.
I turn my head because I was gonna cuss them out but they said excuse me, so they were excused.
But thats when I saw him.
we make eye contact... but I wanted to know why couldn't every nigga sound that respectful when approaching a female...
I got lost in my thoughts.
And of course.. my big humpty dumpty AAU coach comes around the corner calling me "Smooth you ready??"
instantly i snapped out of it and prepared to leave... not only did i see him but my coach seen him too... and boy wasn't that embarrassing.
" hey how are you son??" I've never wanted to disappear so badly, this was worse than getting caught doing something I wasn't supposed to be doing.
a different type of embarrassment. he looks at my coach in an uncomfortable awkward manner. "im good how are you?.." he looks at me in confusion.
In my head I think to myself "why tf everybody always look at me in awkward situations like damn-" but me being the nice person I am I simply just smile and watch them carry on with conversation..
after that awkward encounter he was everywhere. every thursday night practice. he was on the court next to mine, practicing with his team... for some reason I couldn't stop looking.
He was so... I don't even know.
The way he moves...
The way he looks when he's focused.
I couldn't take it... Once again.
Another practice lost in my thoughts about this boy..
Mind you, this is the 5th time I've done it at practice.
I couldn't get enough.
I needed to know his na- "ball !!" one of the guys yell from on the other side.
I quickly turn and grab it before it hits me in my shoulder.
And here he comes..
Running to come get the ball.
He looks at me and smiles as he grabs the ball "thank you" we locked eyes..
Shit I thought I was gonna explode chile- But then I hear our coaches calling us back to our separate practices.
"Sev cmon we don't got all day" his coach yells out from the other court.
"SaMyah do you need to go take a few laps around the gym??, it doesn't look like practice is on your mind!!"
I wanted to tweak but I couldn't do that.
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Alright, first wattpad story and negl im kinda liking it.. but yk its a start, finna keep writing this story tho because im messin w it 😂 omg & yes its short, theres more to come !!
