Oh my gosh! Kris is really an MVP at basketball and also a 3 point shooter.
"Go Kris!!!!"
Whenever I'm shouting for Kris, Zhay is looking at me also. He's eyes is saying that 'cheer me too.' Sorry, Zhay I can't, there's your girlfriend slash sister to cheer you.
Zhay's P.O.V.
Jess, I remember when we were kids, when I'm playing basketball your always cheering me and you're there to give me support but now you're cheering somebody. Its ok, my girlfriend is there to cheer me. I'm fine.
Jessie's P.O.V.
Whistle blows *toooooottttt***
"Foul!!!! Substitute Zhay."
I here there couch telling him...
"What happened to you, Zhay? You are our MVP in this team. What is wrong with you?"
"Sorry, couch."
Zhay is MVP too?
I feel like Zhay is not in the mood today.
"You can do it, Kris!!!"
Before Kris shoot his 3 points shot, he looks at me and wink and *boom!!!*
3 points shot from my boyfriend!!
"Woooooaaaaaahhhhhh!!!"
Zhay stood up.
"Zhay, are you going in?"
"Yes, couch."
Zhay is in the game again. This time, he is more concentrate. Kris and Zhay is in different team so, good luck.
"Patricia, Zhay is MVP too."
"Really? How do you know?"
"I heard it."
"Hmmm.."
Someone is calling me...
*toot**toot**toot*
"Mr. Frost?"
[Where again is Zhay?]
"Ahmm.. Sir..Ahmm... Where here at the—"
[Tell him if he didn't come back at the office now, I'm removing his position on being manager of our company. Understood?]
"Yes, sir."
[Good.]
End of Conversation..
How will I tell Zhay?
I looks at Zhay and he is looking at me too and I think he know who calls me.
He comes near to me...
"Is that my father?"
"Yes."
"Let's go."
"Wait! But the—"
"Don't mind that game! I need to go back in the office."
"Change your clothes first, Zhay."
"Right."
So we go straight to their house, actually in his room.
"My father's gonna kill me."
"Just be calm, Zhay."
"Can you get me some polo there in my cabinet?"
"Ok."
The scent of his clothes will not change. It smells lavender!!
"What polo, Zhay?"
"The blue one."
"Ok."
But when I pulled out his polo a picture fell off of his cabinet. What is this?
When I looked at it...
"Who's this? Is it you? And who's the girl in the picture?"
"Oh! Give me that!!"
"Who's that?"
"It's important to me."
"Hmm..."
I didn't recognize the face of the girl because the face is little blur. It's like an old picture of him with a friend.
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Teen FictionDid somebody betrayed you? Did you choose over your best friend and your boyfriend? Did you do something wrong to others and feel guilty all of your life? Do you encounter the people that is better than you? Well, you need to read this. Enjoy and h...
