(Dakota's big brother on the top)
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"So dear, are you and my son together?"
Jake and i said in unity, "No, no, no."
"Oh..." she winked at me and i started to blush.
"Mom...Can you not?"
"What i'm just curious about what i saw when i walked in to my humble home."
I looked at Jake and could see him start to blush. He started to say,"Well...Um...Mom how was your day at the office?" I was so happy that he changed the subject. I didn't think i would meet his mother in these conditions. I was barely dressed, barely bathed, and i had morning breath. I am such a mess. I looked up to Jake and he winked at me. Can he not make me melt in front of his mother? I looked up to her and she seemed to be finish with her food. She got up and excused herself to work.
"Um...well that was awkward." I said barley looking up to him.
"I guess so. So what do we do now?"
"Well, we could go to the park."
"Do you play basketball?"
"I play a little."
"Let's call the gang and we will play some basketball." I looked up to him and smiled. Hmm, I guess today won't be as awkward as I thought. Jake walked me to his room once more and I picked out a pair of basketball shorts. I held it up to him and he nodded. I walked out of his room and headed towards Jenny room. I walked to the door and hesitated to open it. I know I shouldn't care what she says but this is her private stuff, I shouldn't mess with it. Jake looked down the hallway and started to walk towards me.
He opened the door for me and I walked straight to her closet. I remember seeing a running shirt in here. Hmm...gotcha! I picked out the fitness tank top that had slits on the sides. It was a light blue color and had a swirl design on it. I read the print on it and it said "just do it" with the check mark underneath. I took off jakes' sweater and put the tank top over my sports bra. I changed into the basketball shorts and fixed the room, not leaving any evidence behind. I walked out the room and saw Jake waiting in front of his room, already changed.
He was wearing basketball shorts that matched mine and a tank top. He motioned to me with his hand and his other hand was holding a basketball. I walked over to him and snatched the basketball from his hands, running away from him. I ran down the stairs and bumped into Michael. I looked behind him and saw that Ethan and Alexander were on the couches. I turned to the stairs and saw that Jake was at the top leaning against the wall. I looked down to my toes and Michael said,"Go put on your sneakers and let's go."
"Can we just stop over at my house so I can put on my basketball sneakers?" I asked.
Jake answered with,"sure."
Alexander and Ethan got up and walked towards us. Ethan interrupted with,"I guess us three will get to the park and wait for you. Jake can walk you to your house."
I was about to interject but Jake passed me my converse and clothes. I looked up to him and he smiled. I looked over to the gang. Ethan and Alexander were giving us thumbs up while Michael was fake barfing. What is wrong with him? He seems ticked off. I crouched down and put on my converses. I looked up to Jake and he snatched the basketball from my hand, running out the door. We all chased after him and soon enough split up to walk towards my house. I took my phone out and checked the time. I whispered, "damn I wish I had a g-shock."
He seemed to hear me but continued to be quiet. We finally got to my house and he waited for me to go up the ladder and change into my Nike Zoom Soldier IX's. They were in dark blue and white. I got them for my birthday from my oldest brother. I think he is going to be drafted for the Chicago Bulls. He was insanely in love with basketball. Since i was the only girl they treated me like one of the guys and i caught some of his skills, thanks to his amazing teaching skills. I walked back down the ladder and was met with a surprised Jake. "What?" I looked down to my shoes, since he was staring at them.
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