It has been about a month since theҡเรร between Caitlin and I...and to be honest, it has been kind of weird. Caitlin has been acting completely normal like absolutely nothing has happened at all. And the worst part is; even though Caitlin and I agreed it was a, "mistake" and to be, "just friends" she still flirts with me at any chance EVEN BASKETBALL PRACTICE. I don't know if this is just something she does with all of her friends as a joke, but it is really starting to mess with my head...especially during games. I don't know what Cait is playing at but shes really pissing me clean the fuck off.
Today is the day of our first basketball game and surprisingly Cait, Paige, and I were all part of the starting lineup due to us working our asses off for the most part at practice. Today I have to play a Small Forward, Cait has to play Point Guard, and Paige has to play Shooting Guard, so not to toot our own horns, but I guess you could say we are pretty good.(chat I'm imagining her doing the Debby Ryan rn).
I sighed looking at my basketball uniform in the mirror. I honestly don't think it looks quite right on me but i guess its not about how it looks. I snap a quick picture of my outfit and post it on my story with the caption "First game of the year. cant wait for many more to come!"
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I shoot a quick text back to Ria thanking them and promising to keep them updated on the game before throwing my hair in a slick high ponytail, dousing it in hairspray soon after in hopes of avoiding fly away's during the game. Just because the uniform isn't flattering and I have to get sweaty does NOT mean my hair can't be beautiful. My hair is literally what carries me, and ill be damned if I willingly let it look like I had 17 pregnant rats house in it.
