Loving the Game

* #25 *

"We gone be sitting front row hoe!" Brooklyn laughed fanning the basketball tickets in the air. I started to laugh,"You are loco." "Duh," she said flipping her high ponytail to her shoulder. "I'm so ready for this game girl. Like I never go cause it be too packed and parking is limited, but now that we got tickets...we bout to be lit." "I know it, but please don't molest any of the basketball dudes Brook. I'm warning you now that you may see a few possible dick prints in those shorts they wear." Brooklyn patted at her black jeans," I'm going to be a lady, Bri. As always, I can control my inner tiger. Rawrrrr." She purred. Along with her black jeans she had on a red crop top sweater and red converse. I had my hair in rod curls once again with a black sweater that was cut out along the arm, white jeggings, and my gold air forces. The clock read 6:00 which meant we should be headed out the door. Even though the game started at 6:30, we knew the smart thing to do was to leave out early if you actually wanted to get in before the rush of traffic and the crowd. I walked into the bedroom to get my car keys to my Lincoln MKZ. "Man the turn up is real tonight. You gone dance for your boy?" Brooklyn yelled from the front of our suite. "You know better than to ask me that," I frowned coming back in the room," of course I'm not." "I bet he'd like it," she smiled. "Well if he likes hookers he might have to go find an alley." I grinned back at her. "I don't see nothing wrong with shaking your money maker," she sighed opening the door allowing me out. Once the door is closed it locks on its own. We walked side by side to the elevator door and she pressed the down arrow. "Me neither...if it's for the right one dear." "This is our senior year Bri. I don't know about you but when I'm sitting in my rocking chair on my death bed I want to say me and my best friend were wild animals in college. You know the good kind. We don't have forever." "I know, but there's somethings I want to do the way I feel is right." Brooklyn made the letter 'L' with her hand and put it up to her forehead. I pinched her on her side to make her stop.

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"Your total will be $10.50," the guy checking Brooklyn out at the concession stand said. She pulled out a twenty and he gave her, her change and receipt. I was up next in line. Brooklyn whispered in my ear thts next time she's brining her own stuff because these people were high as hell. Too bad it's not a discount for being a student here. "My name is Chris, what can I get for you today....Brianne?" I looked up to look at Chris's face. I didn't really recognize him which kind of made me feel bad. "Yes...?" I said unsurely. He laughed and smiled a big toothy pretty smile. "I'm Chris Madden, you and I had chemistry together last year. Sorry if I sound kind of crazy." I shook my head, "Oh no it's fine. I remember you now. You were the one that mixed the wrong chemicals together and melted the window." "Guilty,"he laughed,"so what can I get for you?" "Umm...can't get a root beer and a regular nacho, jalapeños on the side." "He nodded as he calculated my order up. "That will be $8.75," he leaned in close over the counter and whispered in my ear,"but for you, it's free." "Aww no I couldn't." I protested. "No really my pleasure," he said biting his lip. Chris handed me my food. I waved and thanked him once more as I left. "Bullshit," Brooklyn cursed under her breath," All the niggas like you! I mean that boy just gave you free food. I don't know bout you but anyone that gives me free food got me on lock for life!" "Whatever," I said rolling my eyes, " you're the one with all the hoes. Your hotline stay blinking while mine stays dry." "Yea well none of my hoes give me free stuff," she whined," I guess I gotta turn to my females for that." "Must be nice to have cake and hotdogs," I joked. "And is," she said snapping her fingers. The gym was already over half way full and the clock hadn't even been set yet. Brooklyn and I were able to find our court seats easily. When Deshawn told me he would get me tickets I didn't expect for them to be this good and up close. Maybe I should raise my expectations of him. While we waited we ate and picked at our food.

The clock had finally been put up and the gym was now in full effect. People with our school colors and logo on, fans with Pom poms and noise makes, the cheerleaders getting the crowd hype and the announcers in the box were predicting the turn out. "And now...here comes your team, the mighty roaring Chicago State Cougarsss!!!" The announcer yelled in the mic. The crowd roared with excitement as the boys came out lead by Coach Howard. Deshawn was the last one to come out wearing his number 25 jersey. The crowd seemed to get even louder as he came out. The cheerleaders chanted his name as they pranced around back to their little corner. When Michigan came out their few fans cheered for them but it wasn't that noticeable over all the boos from the cougar fans. Both teams took their spot on the floor because the game was about to start. The ref blew the whistle before the jump ball began once he tossed the ball in the air the teams went at it. Unfortunately Michigan had it first and went down the court. Their forward tried to start the score of 3-0 but it was blocked by Rakeem. "THATS MY BESFRIEND!!!" I yelled from in my seat. Brooklyn looked at me with wide eyes,"I think everyone in Illinois now knows that he is your best friend." Rakeem passé to Deshawn who also pulled up for a three in the corner and unlike the other team he hit nothing but net. The crowd went crazy. "Dowwnnntooowwnnn Deshawn Harris Jr. with the three. Scoring the first shot of the night," the announcer acknowledged.

Now it was the last :15 seconds of the 4th quarter and the score was Chicago 93; Michigan 72. Plenty of people began to leave out because it was obvious how this was going to end. Even the announcer was already restating the highlights from our team throughout the night. He mentioned the fact that Rakeem had scored 17 of the points and D scored 42 the rest were made up by the other teammates. Finally the scored board sirened off signaling the end of the game. "Whoop whoop," Brooklyn chanted. Deshawn and the rest of the guys were huddled over by the score table dripping sweat and steamy hot. I don't know if it was just me or not but my goodness seeing his chocolate body drenched like that made me think some things :) . He had looked up, licked his lips, and our eyes met. He waved at me. For a second I stood there still in awe but I waved back. He smiled then turned his attention back to coach Howard and his teammates who were slapping him on the back. "Bri!" Brooklyn moaned snapping me out of my nasty fantasies. "Let's go to Taco Bell before the party starts. I got the munchies." She whined. I sighed," alright here I come."

*The Lit After Party Chapter coming soon*