"𝑰'𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅."
"𝑶𝒉 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒘𝒏."
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 two best friends are in love with each other but are too afraid for something real du...
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Cory, Shawn, our friend Harris, and I are waiting for the basketball team list to come out, after a few minutes the coach comes out and hangs up the list, we watch as students crowd around.
"There it is, the list. Who made first string, who made second string, and who didn't even make the basketball team." Cory says.
"What do you think is worse -- second string or not making the team?" I ask Cory.
"Second string." Cory answers, "What do you think is worse -- second string or falling out of an airplane and landing on the Empire State Building on your eye?"
"If you make second string, you still have to sit on the bench in front of everyone, and your uniform's always clean, and you always get a high number like 867." Shawn says.
"Not something any of you guys have to worry about, however. You're not second string, bench-warming, "B" team guys." I say, everybody nods in agreement.
"I made the "B" team! I made the "B" team! Can you believe it? Wait till I tell my father!" Minkus runs off.
"Why don't we check the list? Just to make sure coach spelled our names right." Harris says, in which we all walk to the list.
Shawn checks the list, " "Hunter, Shawn, A-team", Surpriserama!" He high fives Harris and then me, "Alright!" I say in an encouraging tone.
Harris checks the list, ""Robertson, comma, Harris. A-team." "Air" Harris. I like it. I'm going to have to shave this." He strokes his hair.
Cory checks for his name," "Matthews, Cory, A-team"." He looks to us and nods, before turning back to the list in realization, "Wait a minute. They spelled "A" with a "B"!"
"Duf, you're reading the wrong line." I say.
Harris reads the list, " "Matthews." B-team?"
"Come on, guys. It's got to be a typo." I say in defense.
"It's handwritten! I'm on the B-team, second string. Just drop me on the Empire State Building." Cory says as he holds open his eye and pretends to fall face first.
"Aw, so what?" Shawn says as he takes the ball from Cory.
"Yeah, no big deal." Harris says, "It doesn't change anything." Shawn says as they both back up without me realizing.
"I mean, it's not like you're going to lose your friends." I say but I get no response, "Right guys?... Guys?" I say and next thing I know, I feel Shawn yank me and we all start running against my will.
