MIXTAPE: High School Ballers

motive, rob dillingham

- FIFTEEN -
- MOTIVE -
- ROB DILLINGHAM -

motive, ariana grande (playing now)
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i admit it's exciting
parts of me kind of like it
but before i lead you on
tell me what's your motives

"yo hurry the hell up before i leave you here." my brother duke yelled at me from outside my door. "i didn't even want to go, so please do leave me." i yelled back.

duke hosts the overtime elite basketball games with the rest of his amp members. i'd never been to a live game but i'd watch the streams here and there.

once we arrived, duke walked me to my seat which was in the booth he'd be sitting in with kai.  "wow." was all i could say as i looked up amazed at the crowd across from me, as well as the court and players who were currently warming up.

as the two teams began warming up, the home team had a few players come and say hello to duke, kai, and agent.

"duke my boy!" a boy i recognize from clips i'd see from other games said shaking up with my older brother. "what's up with you rob?" duke asked.

the two began talking as the boy, who i now knew as rob, turned over to me "and this is?"

"my sister. look away."
"don't be a cock block bro."

duke sighed and walked over to get mic'd up, and rob sat in his spot.

"i'm rob." he told me holding his hand out, which i gladly took. hey, maybe coming to the game wasn't all bad. "i'm destiny."

"rob man! get yo ass over here and quit flirting! we got a game to play!" a tall darkskin boy yelled over to rob. i smiled and wished him luck.

the cold hearts, rob's team, won and rob came back to us after the game. the three of us took a picture, and i got rob's number.

"take me to more games often duke."
"why, so you can flirt with my friends? hell no."