DJ14

2: Prostitute

I continued to sit here, down on the floor, as I watched normani do her try out. She looked really nervous, and I couldnt help but hope that it wasn't because of me.

I still felt bad for what happened five minutes ago, even though it wasn't my fault. I was so determined to find out what happened to her.

I watched her take her shots. She was really good, probably better then me .she hasn't missed one basket yet. Just like I jinxed it, she ended up missing her shot. I felt like that was my fault and hoped she wouldn't miss anymore, and then she missed again. I felt like I had bad luck, so I was gonna shut up now, and stop hope in she will make it.

Within 10 minutes later, she finished. From what I seen it looked like Normani got everything down perfectly , but those 2 shots I jinxed.

I could over hear Couch Jauregui and Normani talking. "I'm very sorry Normani but you didn't get in. You missed two shots, the only way to slightly get a chance in the Vimps, is by not messing anything up. Maybe next time Kordei." Coach Jauregui said.

Normani looked over in my direction, and caught my eye. She looked so angry, and sad. She shook her head, slowly, and ran out of the room.

I got up off my butt, and to go follow after her. Im so determined to know about everything that's happening. All these emotions she's feeling, and why she's mad at me, when we only just met.

Just as I was about to exit the room, following behind normani, I Hurd someone say my name. "DINAH JANE YOUR UP"

I turned around to see the couch called out my name. I replied back to him "Couch, is it okay if I quickly go ...umm, to the bathroom? Sir, Please"

He looked down at his watch on his left wrist, then back up at me. "No, I'm sorry, I don't have all day Hansen, you either try out now or wait till next year."

I quickly decided in my head what to do. I started walking over to the couch and waited for him to tell me want to do.

I decided I would stay, and wait till after this try out to go check on the beautiful dark skinned girl. Hopefully she will still be here.

Tryouts kept on going by very smoothy. I've done everything perfect so far, in my opinion. There was only a minute left.

"OK good, exhalent. Hansen come over here please" Couch demanded

I walked over too him. When I got there he told me I did very well, best he have seen so far actually, and he said he would get back to me as soon as possible.

I was carouse to know why he was making me wait, while he told normani right away.

I asked him the question that made me carouse, and he politely answered back " I don't let anyone on this team if they mess something up on try outs. You though, didn't mess anything up, so you'll have to wait if I want you in or not."

I don't understand his reasoning, but I just ignored it. It was nun my business anyways.

I left couch's side, and exited the room, in search of Normani.

I saw her in the front line of a snack bar, at the counter. I walked over to her, but before I got anywhere near her she started walking away, with a bag of cool ranch doritos, and a water in her hand. I shouted her name, but she couldn't hear over all the people talking, around us.

I tried looking for her, but I couldn't see her over all the surrounding people. I walked outside to see if she was there. I saw her sitting on the ground, and went up to her.

I called out her name and tapped her shoulder. She turned around. I looked at the girl, and noticed it wasn't normani, just a girl with the same kind of hair.

She looked me deep in the aye, for a good 20 seconds. " Can I help you? I'm not a prostitute, they're down there." The lady pointed down the street.

I started laughing , and couldn't stop. Did I really look like a person who would pay someone for sex? Who am I kidding I actually did once.

It all began in eleventh grade. I was with my friends at a party. We all were playing 'Truth or Dare' and my friend john dared me to have sex with a prostitute, and knowing me I would never not take a dare.

I really didnt mind the dare anyways. The girl I had sex with was really pretty, and she was nice. Her name was Jessica. The week after that all happened we bumped into each other at a grocery story, and since that day we are now close friends.

The girl that I thought was normani walked away, because she felt uncomfortable from me just standing here. I continued to look for Normani.

I started walking the other direction, and saw her getting into a black Mercedes I tried running up to the car, but I was too late. She already pulled out of the parking lot, zooming down the street.

I knew that was the last time I would ever see her, and my curiosity to knowing what's wrong with her will never be answered.