RED.

Chapter 3: Busted.

"Pass the ball! Oh my god, pass it!!" I yelled at my team from the sidelines.

We we're down my four points already, and Richmond came with their A game today.

"Man fuck." I said sitting down, pissed off at the missed layup that just happened. "Coach put me in, let me play."

We were only in the second quarter and it was twenty-four to twenty. I had only scored ten of those points and my adrenaline was rushing throughout my body. I was ready to ball and refused to take a loss from a bunch of rich kids.

Coach blew her whistle signaling for a timeout after swapping me in and a few foul words we were given our game play.

Game on.

After breaking off, we all took our positions on the court. With me being a small forward, I was able to play any position; so I took my place next to the goal and awaited the ball.

Just to our luck, as soon as we threw the ball in, it was stolen and taken to the opposite side of the court.

Fuck this.

There was only five minutes left on the clock, we at least needed to tie this game or get in the lead. I ran after the girl with ball and quickly guarded her. Noticing that she dribbled a lot, I was able to steal the ball and take it to our end of the court making a perfect layup.

"Whooo, whooo go Azalea." I look over the sidelines and see Andre and his boys cheering for me. I shot his group a smile and went back to focusing on the game.

All we need is another layup or three pointer, we got this.

To my surprise my girls started playing with their hearts. A girl from Richmond tried to shoot the ball, but our center caught it and passed it to Shonda who took it to our goal. Shonda passed it to our shooting guard, who was heavily guarded but managed to pass it to me. I shot a three pointer three seconds before the time ran out and made it. We were in the lead by one point, and it was half-time.

I took my sweaty hair out of a bun as I walked back to the sidelines, that's when I saw him. He was watching me eating Doritos, staring directly at me. He was the boy I kissed at the mall the other day. I quickly grabbed my things and walked with my team back to the locker room.

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I needed a Gatorade I was sweating bullets, but I didn't want to run into unwanted company. Then again, he could still be sitting in the gym and the vending machine isn't that far away.

I can do this.

"Coach I'll be right back, I'm going to get a gatorade." I said taking my money out my bag.

"Hurry back Adams." Coach says.

I quickly ran to the vending machine, moving as fast as I could. I didn't know this boy, and he didn't know me. I had no desire whatsoever to get to know him. Period.

"What's the rush?" I heard a voice say to me, while tapping me on my shoulder.

I didn't want to turn around, but I did... only to see Andre. Thank you Jesus.

"Sorry Dre I'm just ready to get back on the court, plus coach wants me back as soon as possible." I say grabbing my Gatorade out the machine.

"Alright, Azalea see you out there."

"Bet." I said heading back to the locker room.

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WE WON!