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Camille
April 15th 2024
This is the day. Draft night, the day that left an excruciating knot in my stomach. I honestly had no idea what would happen tonight, I had the tiny comfort that I knew I was going to get drafted since I was invited to the draft which normally means you are in the top 15 picks.
But I was still nervous since I have been constantly stalking the mock drafts and my name tends to range anywhere from second overall pick to the ninth. I'm really scared my behaviour this season with acting out in March Madness until the final four may have cost me the best chance at going second or third since I was too caught up in my love life. I had to trust that the W trusted my stats and hopefully pick me up as a defensive guard since I have been averaging 8 + steals a game.
As I slowly sat from my large bed, I felt an arm around my waist tighten I smiled and let out a small chuckle before removing the blonde's arm and slowly hopping out of bed. Causing her to groan.
"P, C'mon now we have to get up soon cause we have to get to Brittany's suite" I said gently and quietly as I opened the blinds of our suite, causing the girl to groan even more and flip onto her front so her face was buried in the pillow.
"Paaaigeee" I smiled as I sat crossed-legged on the bed next to her, she flipped onto her side and smiled at me, her blue eyes looking tired yet still beautifull.
"morning beautiful" she whispered in that morning voice.
"Morning" I smiled gently, even though I was scared for the draft everything was perfect right now Paige and I were more in love than ever, and we won the Natty and in two weeks we would be graduating together.
Paige frowned at me like a little kid.
"five more minutes" she groaned.
"P, no!" I laughed as I felt her arm swoop me up and pull me next to her, hugging me tight. Maybe a few more minutes was okay...
"How are you feeling for today?" Paige asked sleepily, with that same morning voice as I laid my head on her chest, feeling her breaths.
"nervous, I mean, I know I'm not going number one because of Clark and maybe not even number two. But I really want to go number three or four. Just for my confidence and stuff like that...I don't even know, like I would obviously be grateful for anything but I just want to know that my college efforts paid off, ya know?" I rambled as I played with Paige's hands which were previously wrapped around my waist.
"Mils, be real. You are so talented and you could easily go number one-" She said before I cut her off.
"Yeah right not with the year Clarks having-"
"Mills, respectfully be quiet because I don't think you realise how good you are, you are averaging eight plus steals every game and you broke the all-time steals record in entire women's basketball history. Like that's incredible, any team would be so lucky to have you and I will honestly be surprised if you don't go either first or second" The girl reassured me, speaking into my neck softly. Kissing me once after she finished talking.
