The Power Forward ((Norminah fan fiction))

Chapter 1

Authors note: I know nothing about basketball so if something is incorrect feel free to tell me so I can correct it but don't judge me on it.

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The whistle blows and I start speeding down the court as my friend and teammate Ally, our point guard, starts dribbling. I hear our small forward, Lauren, calling to her for the ball. Ally passes to her and sprints past as Lauren continues to dribble. Normani, our power forward, calls for the ball and Lauren passes it to her.

"Normani!" I call out as I get open right around the basket. She passes it to me and I layup to get the ball through the net right as the buzzer goes off, getting us ahead by one point.

"Never less than a great game when we've got Dinah Jane!" Camila, my best friend and my team's shooting guard calls out as she runs over to hug me.

"Thanks Mila, but you know that they would have gotten the ball back down the court like 20 times if it weren't for you," I compliment her back.

Our coach congratulates the whole team and talks to us about our practice schedule before we head to the showers. I get in the locker room quick so I'll be able to get out quick.

I take my shower and get dressed and go back on the bus and go on Twitter. There's already a ton of things about our victory, as expected since I play for the nations best off-season, high school (except for Ally who graduated a few years ago), travel basketball league. Well, now high school. I've been playing basketball as long as I can remember and I tried out for this team when I was still in U12 and played with them ever since.

The next person to get on the bus is Normani. She takes her normal spot across from me. "DJ and her legendary lay ups," Normani says.

"NK, the best power forward in the game," I reply.

"I'm only the best because I train like crazy."

"Or you're just a natural at it," I say as the rest of the team comes piling onto the bus.

Lauren sits in the seat with Mani, Camila sits down next to me, and Ally sits in the seat in front of mine, just like usual.

"Uh, Dinah, Mani," Lauren says. We both look at her and Camila picks up where she left off.

"Would you guys be cool to share a room at the next training session so Lauren and I can room together. Just this once I promise. I'm trying to get her and my neighbor together."

"Which neighbor?" I ask. "Is it Peter or Mark?"

"Mark," Lauren answers.

"Oh my god!! You guys can room together as long as y'all need if Normani's cool with it," I reply.

"Uh, yeah, um, I'm cool with that," Normani replies.

I plug my headphones in and lock my phone as music starts to play. I look out the window the whole ride to the airport. When we arrive, Lauren and Camila head for their flights to Miami, Ally goes for her flight to Austin and Normani go for her flight to Houston as I go to the gate for the flight to Santa Ana. I get on the plane, already anticipating the flight I would be taking in three days to our next training session in none other then Houston, Texas.
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Come Thursday, I board the plane to Houston.

When I land, I see a sign with my name on it and get escorted by the man who held it to a Martz bus.

When everyone who had to come to Houston is here, the bus starts going. We drive past where we usually practice when we come to Texas and everyone becomes confused. The driver pulls up to a consignment shop and our coach stands and says "Our beloved teammate Normani Kordei graduates tonight as valedictorian. And we're all going to the ceremony. Go in and buy yourselves something nice to wear there."