People say life has its own way, and everything happens for a reason.
Well... My reason was just.. a reason to quit. I gave up on myself.
I gave up on trying to act nice to my teammates and everyone who really didn't care about me.
I gave up on trying to try for him. I left and never seen him again since then.
************************************
3 years later . . .
Lord publix is a great job to be 17... its nice. I love it. It's convenient and calm. Nothing to worry about right? right right.
Well its almost time for me to leave as I look down at my phone and see the time, but I get a customer... at my register, out of all the ones in this damn store.
I look up and you won't believe who I see. Its him. From basketball.
Like I didn't expect myself to remember him because we were kids but damn this nigga got finer.
"I gotta case of water at the bottom too if you don't mind scanning them" .. his voice.
Almost folded at the register but I had to lock in.
I look at him and smile, "of course I can scan it" I say nervously while scanning his items.
He just kept staring at me in my face.. Like he was studying me or something. I don't really know what that was but I hate when people stare.
"whats your name?" he says in a curious tone.
"read the tag sir" I say as i'm still scanning his items.
"Myah huh?" he chuckles and looks at me.
Yep Myah indeed it is. "Basketball girl".
I bend down to scan his water and next thing you know I hear "damn-" coming from above my head, I quickly get back up and give him his total.
"yea and you're basketball boy" I try not to laugh but it comes out so naturally, as I laugh I see his face light up as he starts laughing with me.
After we laugh I give him his total and he pays for his groceries.
"you got instagram? or just any social media fr?"
I look at him and nod. "yes I do indeed" I pull out my phone and open my instagram search bar and hand it to him.
He types in his instagram and puts his stuff in the buggy. "I'll text you once I get home... Or just text me whenever you get off, which ever one is suitable for you"
He smiles and walks off happily with his things... I think to myself in shock "Did I really just get his instagram-"
from that moment I start dancing for joy and
THANK GOD.
It was finally time to leave.
well I walk out the store to go to my car and I get in, still thinking about the whole situation. I start my car and turn up my music...
playing my go to song which is thirsty by partynextdoor.. but the song doesn't hit the same any more. when I hear it all I think about is him.
as I pull out the parking lot and start driving home I stop, but I at the mall that afternoon, you know. Just to treat myself. and guess who I see.
