Loving the Game

* Captain Competiton *

          • Deshawn's POV •

"Come on now Harris! You're not showing me captain material right now!" Coach Howard fussed.

My mind was all discombobulated. It was something about the way Brianne's lips felt on mine last night that had me messed up all day. In class I wasn't able to concentrate on my work and now here I am at practice missing easy jump shots.

Coach Howards phone rang and since the call seemed important, he handed me a whistle and put me in charge until he came back. I was surprised since all this time he didn't do anything but scold me. All I wanted to do was to go back to my room and text Bri. We hadn't talked or seen each other since the incident and I felt like it was partially my fault.

I blew the whistle," ight circle up!" The team moved at their own pace to get over to me. "Let's run the 3- point drill for the forwards and all the post and pointers can go to the other half of the court and work on rebounds, defense, and offense." A couple of sighs came over from the area where Trey and his little posse of friends were. "Is that a problem for you Bradshaw?"
"All I'm saying is, is that how you gone tell us what to do and you been slacking all day your damn self." A couple of our other teammates agreed with Trey. "What you doing out here captain? I mean for what you doing I could be captain too," Trey added. I mean mugged him trying to chose my words carefully. Something I had been working on since I had some temperament issues. "Is this how all y'all ass feel?" I asked. A lot of them nodded their heads. "Chill out y'all," Rakeem informed them. "Nah they ain't got to chill. They can just run 25." "25!" Trey and some others griped. I nodded with a frown,"I didn't stutter, did I?" "Nigga you tripping," another guy named Carlos mentioned. I blew the whistle again hurting all of their ears.
"I said 25 suicides. So y'all ungrateful asses about to run 25 suicides!" I shouted angrily. A lot of them looked surprised or intimidated. "No stopping, no water, no nothing until it's done. And if you want to continue to fuckin complain then I can double it." I told them. Rakeem and some others shook their heads. Ten suicides were hard enough already, 50 was like murder. Some of the guys already started and began theirs to get it out the way.
Trey sighed, " If you were a real man you would of just challenged me to a one on one for the captain spot?"
"See that's the thing a real man vs a boy wouldn't be a fair game," I snapped.
Trey looked upset at my comment. "Do out your angry on me cause your little hoe took a bath in my pool last night," he joked referring to Brianne. I came in his face and pushed him,"She's not a hoe! And she was pushed nigga get your facts straight." " well I do know she cried," he laughed. I grabbed him by the neck. Trey began to cough as others tried to pry my hands from around his throat.
I finally released him from my grasp. "It was just a joke," Trey said rubbing his neck
"I don't joke. That's for 5 year olds." I warned him. "So I see," he said hunching over grabbing his waist. "Now run!" I barked at all of them.