Knowing Asher

Chapter|39|

Asher

"Asher, shoot,"

"I am open,"

"You've got this man,"

I bounced and then shot. Adrenaline was coursing through my veins, and I loved the smell of victory. I stole the ball and shoot into the basket, wanting to end this once and for all.

The coach blew the whistle, signaling the end of the match.

"That was terrific." A guy I couldn't remember his name said as we did the bro handshake.

"Thanks," I said and continued shaking hands.

The coach gestured for us to come over.
We formed a circle, and he stood in the middle.

"That was manageable, guys, but you have got to try harder. The national is for the best and you boys better train hard. You must win that trophy. Do you understand?" He asked, looking around, and I scoffed at his remark.

"I think I asked you boys a question," he sneered. "Do you understand me?" his voice boomed through the court.

"Yes, coach," we yelled back, and he nodded his head.

"You can leave now," he dismissed, and I walked out.

"I don't think the day this man would fully appreciate our effort is coming," Daniel said beside me, and I chuckled at that.

That man hasn't got any appreciating bone in his body.

"We have won so many trophies for this school, and I have never heard him say how proud he is of us," Matthew groaned, leaning against the entrance of the boy's locker room.

"That is never going to happen," I piped in, and they nodded, agreeing.

I walked to my locker and grabbed fresh clothes.

One of the perks of being the captain is that I have got my own bathroom.I headed to the shower and took a long refreshing bath. I put on a grey shirt, matching it up with a blazer jacket and blue jeans with Nike sneakers.

"I have to meet with the chemistry teacher, so see you later, man," Matthew said as I got out. We did the bro hug, and he left. "I have something to do, so see you later," Daniel said and left.

I have got a free period now, so I wanted to just head to the art room to paint. I walked for a while before spotting her.
She was alone and was bitting her lips.
Fuck! She has gotta stop doing that.
She looked so stunning from afar. I don't know what it is about her that makes me feel all this shitty feelings. I give it to her hands down that she is prettier than any girl I have ever met. She doesn't have to try too hard for that. She likes to keep it natural and simple.

I loved the way the denim jeans hugged her ass and the crop top, revealing some skin around her stomach.

Fuck!

No girl has ever made me feel like this.
What on earth is she doing to me? I approached her and walked beside her.
She hasn't even noticed me yet. I stood in front of her, and she almost crashed into me. She looked up and blushed slightly.

"Sorry, I didn't see you there," she said and fiddled with her fingers.

"What were you thinking about?" I asked, leaning against the locker behind me.

"The counselor just told me that colleges has sent out the early decision. By 4pm today, I will know my fate,"  she muttered out, and I nodded in understanding.

"And you think you wouldn't get into any?" I asked, knowing what was going on in that pretty little head of hers. She nodded, confirming my observation.