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Chapter Fourteen
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"We're back! Ya'll know the vibes, little school, little kindergarten. It's Elite Eight time, ya'll, and we at the airport with the best." The camera followed KK around. The freshman had a neck pillow hugging her neck, in a grey team shirt and sweats. The team was scattered all around waiting for their gate to be called, KK walked over to where Ariana was. The brunette was sitting beside Paige, dressed in the blonde's oversized hoodie and some bicycle shorts. She was lying her head against Paige's shoulder, scrolling through her phone.
"Paige... how does it feel to have the cutest best friend in the world?" KK said into the mic, shoving the head of it into the blonde's face. Ariana chuckled beside her.
Paige raised an eyebrow, finger wiggling for the mic to come closer. "How does it feel to lie?"
Ariana swatted the laughing blonde's arm, hearing KK's hysteria beside her. "In case ya'll don't know this saint already, this is Mickey. She the smarty pants doctor, she makes sure we stay healthy and fit." She flexed into the camera, before striking a pose where her butt's jutted out towards the camera with a finger poking at her lip. The brunette laughed, feeling the camera pan to her as she waved. KK retakes her seat beside Ariana, fixing her messy braids.
"Ok, so boom. Mickey, why do you always wear Paige's clothes... do you not have your own?"
Ariana glanced between KK and the camera, before sharing a quick look of confusion with Paige. "Anything Paige owns, I own. We're basically the same person."
"Girl, boo. Who's your favourite player on this basketball team?" She started gesturing toward herself and mouthing 'pick me'. She chuckled, "Obviously KK Arnold." The latter hollered, standing up before making it drop. "Aye, let's go! Ya'll know what it is," she does a little dance, "What about Kate Money, what's with that? I thought we exclusive, boo."
She glanced behind the camera at their PR Team member, receiving an approving nod from them. She herself has been talking to Kate per usual, without mentioning her and Nika had sex, of course. She didn't like pretending, she felt guilty. And with the way Kate seemed so chipper just because she gets to talk to herself was gutting.
"It's going great. Can't wait to see her soon when ya'll face Iowa off at Final Fours."
"And we finna win! Let's go, P Boogers!" She held an open hand up, having Paige high-five her in the most theatric way possible. The two of them dancing to an imaginary beat before KK stopped herself, "Anyways. I'm still your number one, yeah?"
Ariana nodded, "You stay up there."
"That's what I thought," her head snapped towards a sudoku playing Aaliyah, beside Aubrey who was snapping her girlfriend. "Aub—Stop playing, Lili, let's go."
