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Y/NS POV The last three weeks have been a huge life changing moment. The counselor was able to opt me out of a lot of school work due to how high my gpa was, letting me become eligible to graduate on time, aka in a couple of weeks!
I'm finally able to walk without crutches and starting to feel somewhat free. I know this is just the beginning of physical therapy, but it's a huge step to get rid of those things. I haven't missed a single physical or check up appointment since and done my everyday stretches.
I still try to participate in practice as much as I can, but usually at those times I'm working on physical therapy. My therapist luckily works for the school so whenever we finish early, I just take a two minute walk to the gym and watch my team play.
The closest I'm able to do with basketball is shoot hoops while sitting down so I don't lose my momentum and Coach Geno seeks to involve me in mini challenge, but it's never guaranteed.
What does suck is that I no longer have my best friend/ roommate. Nika, along with Aaliyah, have both gone home and prepared themselves for the wnba draft, aka today! I'm so incredibly excited to see the draft and I know I'll be absolutely emotional. It's crazy to think that I would've been No. 1 if things had never happened but I'm also glad that I'm able to spend just one more year with everyone else.
Caitlin and I have stayed in touch ever since the game and it's been fun. We caught up on her boyfriend, family, and teammates. We caught up with my friends and family, but about Paige, I've been lying about...telling her everything's been good between us.
Paige and I have been a bit distant with each other.
We haven't had the time to hangout outside of practice and we've both been too busy to have a consistent conversation over text. Nika kept reassuring me that nothing between Paige and I have changed, just different schedules and that once summer starts, we'll have more time. I hope that's the truth because although I believe her and I haven't changed, in a good way, anything is possible.
With Paige, I still have those strong feelings towards her, it never left. But who knows, what if she completely lost interest? What if she realized that her and I can't necessarily work out if we can't make time for each other?
There I go again, overthinking the situation as a make up artist lightly applied mascara to my eyelashes.
"And ta da!" The make up artist moves out the way to reveal my hair and make up in front of the mirror.
I see that my hair is styled in a blowout. My lashes are popping along with light blush, highlighter, a light shimmery eyeshadow, and a dark tinted lip gloss.
"Wow, thank you so much" I tell the make up artist. I've never gotten my hair or make up professionally done and it looks mind blowing.
"Of course, love. Whenever you're ready, you can get dressed. Thank you for letting me work with you, hun. You've been nothing but patient and sweet and I hope I'll get to see you again!" The make up artist quickly packs up her products "I hate to leave so soon, but other people need me" she grabs her back and walks to the door.
