Knowing Asher

Chapter|63|

"Go Asher" I screamed jumping up. He looked at me and gave me his signature smirk. Those dimples!

"You are going to lose your voice at this rate"Amanda mumbled making me clear my throat. I settled down on the bleachers next to her staring right at the game.

"I have gotta cheer for my boy when he is whooping some ass" I replied.

"I know but you are making me lose cells in my ear"she grumbled and I turned to face her rolling my eyes.

"You guys coming for the after party?" I asked facing my friends.

"Wouldn't miss it"Rob said and turned back to the game.

The others agreed and I turned back to the match. The whistle was blown for a timeout so I walked down to where Asher was drinking from a water bottle. He spotted me and made his way over to me.

"You are doing great" I said and he gave me look as if to say obviously.

"You are too arrogant for your own good"I grumbled and he chuckled.

"And you like me that way"he pulled my cheeks and I puffed.

I saw his coach gesturing for him to come over but he couldn't see him from his view.

"Coach is gesturing for you to come join the other players"he looked back and mouthed something to his coach.

He pecked my cheeks and jogged off. I walked back to where my friends were sitting. "You are making me feel awful for being single"Rose pouted and I stifled a giggle. "It_" I couldn't complete the sentence because of the glare she was sending my way. I was going to say she is going to meet someone soon.

I settled down and thoughts flooded my mind. This week has been frustrating.
I haven't gotten my test result but I know I didn't really do well. Why did the teacher have to pick question from a topic I had no knowledge about?

You are not the only one in that class.

He should have considered.

He already informed you guys about it but it slipped out of your mind. You are at fault for forgetting such substantial information.

I sighed thinking how I have started reading more. I can't fail more tests.
Tomorrow is going to be Asher's and I three month anniversary and I already got him the perfect gift. He is always buying me things but I haven't really done so much for him. I thought it was wise to get him something special. He is still not telling me what he planned out but I am not expecting any less.

I smiled and focused back on the game.
I squealed loud as Matthew made a hit.

"The guys are on fire"Angela said and took some pics with her phone.

"Coach made them train till they were completely exhausted so I am not expecting any less"Amanda explained and I nodded agreeing with her.

I didn't bother asking how she knows that because it's damn obvious. I haven't really been spending much time with Asher because of practice. I glanced at my phone to check the time. The game was ending soon and we are on the same point. I watched Ian throw the ball to Matthew with only seconds left on the clock, the tension in the arena was palpable. We held their breath as the Asher took a shot from downtown – and just like that, a game-winning three-pointer sealed the victory! The stadium erupted in applause.

As the opposing team's forward drove to the basket, our team's center deftly executed a perfectly-timed block, sending the shot ricocheting off-course. This crucial defensive play re-energized the team and served as the catalyst for a thrilling offensive run. I was out of my seat cheering before the buzzer went off. The cheerleaders were also cheering loud and the boys congratulated themselves. I watched Asher removed his jersey and throw it in my direction which I caught with ease. He winked and jogged off to where coach was addressing the rest. I clutched the jersey and couldn't help but sniff it. His scent was mixed with sweat but it smells good nonetheless. I settled down when my legs felt wobbly still smelling the jersey. I am never giving this back to him. I have three of his jersey now including the one I am wearing. Can't cheer for my guy without wearing his jersey. Someone cleared their throat beside me making me sit up straight. My friends and other people were staring at me like I was a creep. I blushed realizing I was I was behaving like one. I fiddled with my fingers and focused on where the boys were standing. The opposing team already left along with their fans. The boys moved away from coach and I smiled watching Asher make his way over to me. Loud squeals made me turn to the side and I rolled my eyes. Some girls were staring intently at his chest which made me groan.