Days went by and almost every day, I've been hanging with Cantrell. He became someone I felt safe around. I giggled at the last text he had sent me and quickly replied before walking into the locker room.
Today was game day for us! Even though I couldn't play tonight, I was still going out there and supporting my team mates. I even had to dress out. I took my tshirt off and slid on my long sleeve fitted team shit and had pulled my sweatpants off. "Mo look at that ass!" the girls said and slapped it as they walked by. It was a team mate thing. I laughed and one of the girls started playing music on our speakers. I laughed as everyone started dancing. Soon after, they started calling me to dance. I slid on my socks and walked over to them and started twerking, well trying to twerk. I laughed as India came behind me and I twerked on her. "Get it MooMoo!" "Aye bounce that ass!" We were just having a good ole time.
"Okay girls that's enough my coach said and cut the music off. We all groaned and she looked at me. "Let the trainer see you because you might play tonight with the way you were dancing." If I was light boy would I be red. I chuckled it off and walked over to the trainer room. "Hey Monica what can I do for you?" I pointed to my knee and she laughed. "Is it still giving you trouble?" I shook my head. "I've been training but coach just told me to come and see if it's good so I can play tonight." She nodded and made me hop on the bench while she got her stuff ready.
Half way through stretching my leg, some guys come running in with Cantrell on their arms. "DAMN!" they said once they seen my leg stretched back and to make it worse, I had my spandex shorts on. I quickly shot my leg down hitting the athletic trainer and I gasped holding my hands to my face. "I'm so sorry." She rubbed her face and shook her head. "It's fine, but you're good to play tonight. Good luck! Wear your brace as well!" she said while I started walking extra fast. I turned and looked at Cantrell. He had this made face to him.
Game time
This game wasn't a big game but it could be a big game for one of the girls. I strapped up my brace and stretched one good time before going to sit on the bench with the team. "Mo you want to start?" I shook my head no and slid down so the starters could sit.
We were winning but it would be a close game probably. I was about to go in and I was even more scared when I saw Cantrell walk in. I try to ignore it but my heart was racing! I went in and it came natural and I started playing. I spiked the ball and the fans went crazy. Then I hear on the PA, "Mo is baaaaaackkk!" the adrenaline I had kept up I spiked it two more times. Finally I felt like I was over doing my self so I signaled for my coach to call a time out and she did. "YesMo that's what I'm talking about!" she slapped my back and I sat out. I was done with this game, I slid on my crewneck and sat back and watched the rest of the game.
After the game we shook the opponents hands and headed back to our locker room. "GOOD GAME LADIES!" Coach said screaming. "Welcome back Mo" the girls started clapping and she gave us the game winning speech. When she was finished, I quickly gathered my things and slid on my sweatpants. I put my bag over my shoulder and grabbed my car keys. I walked out the locker room and spotted Trell standing by the entrance. "Good game MO" he said mocking how the team said it. I smiled and pushed him a little. It became an awkward silence and I looked at him trying to see if I can read him. I couldn't though. "I was actually supposed to be mad at you but the way you played tonight, I can't even be mad." I scrunched my face up and looked at him. "What did I do?" he chuckled and said "I was mad because I saw you shaking your ass on snapchat and I can't even get you to kiss on my neck." I grabbed my phone and scrolled through my team mates snapchats. "OMG!" I quickly closed it and shook my head. "We was having so much fun today, I didn't know they was recording it." He chuckled and ran his hand through his hair. "Well they did, come by my crib tonight." I picked my bag up again and looked up at him. "Are you feeding me because I'm starving." He chuckled and said "Sure what do you want?" I shrugged and started walking to my car. "Anything to be honest." He nodded and opened my car door for me. "I'll meet you at my crib or you going to your place first?" he asked me. I sighed and got comfortable in my seat. "I can shower at your place. I'll just follow you." He nodded and closed my door. I started my car and waited for him to pull off.
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Mending My Broken Heart
RomanceMonica Jackson, freshman at University of Memphis. She starts her freshman year with a broken heart. She has this independent mentality and will not give any guy the time of day. All men are the same to her. However, Cantrell Miller comes into the p...