Nevaeh And Naomii Are Back And They Are Twice As Crazy. Since Their Older Lovers Packed Up And Left, The Twins Are Moving On To Bigger And Better Opportunities...Little Do They Know....Their Older Lovers Are Coming Back For Them!
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Naomii's Outfit
After I Long Night Of Partying With My Girls, I Had A Killer Hangover. And To Make Matters Worse...I Had A Practice AND A Workout Session Today. Ugh...Fuck My Life.
"Take It Easy Vaeh." I Said.
"I'm Fine Na. I Need To Put A Little Pressure On My Ankle." She Said.
"Do You Think You'll Be Able To Play In The Finale Game?" I Asked.
"I Hope So. I Really Do." She Said.
"Me Too. I Can't Play Without You." I Said. Believe It Or Not, Nevaeh Is My Good Luck Charm. Though I Feel Like She Can't Dribble A Ball To Save Her Life, She Still Is Somewhat Good At The Sport.
"Bite Your Tongue! You Can Play And You Will Play! With Or Without Me On The Court With You." She Said.
"Um...Take A Down A Few Notches." I Said. She Rolled Her Eyes As We Began Stretching. I Noticed Nevaeh Kept Wincing While We Stretched, Which Scared Me.
"Are You In Pain?" I Asked.
"No." She Said, Side Eyeing Me.
"Then Why Do You Keep Wincing Like You're In Pain?" I Asked.
"I'm Just A Little Sore Na." She Said.
"Sore? From What? You've Been On Bed Rest Since..." I Began, But I Stopped When I Noticed Her Blushing.
"Well I'll Be Damned!" I Said Laughing.
"What?" She Said.
"Don't What Me! You Know Exactly What!" I Said. She Cocked Her Head To The Side. I Hate It When She Plays Dumb!
"You And Omar?" I Said.
"Oh Hush!" She Said. I Fell Out Laughing As She Covered Her Face. Judging By The Way She Was Blushing, I Could Tell That Omar Must've Put In Some Serious Work, Work, Work, Work, Work, Work. My Rihanna Voice.
"Subject Change! Oh...I Forgot To Tell You About Eli Though." She Said.
"What About Him?" I Said. She Began Telling Me The Story Of What Happened The Night Before And I Was Completely Shocked. I Couldn't Believe Eli Did That, But I'm Glad My Twin Didn't Get Sucked Back Into Eli. Omar Was Good For Her.
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"Bend Your Knees Naomii! Nevaeh You Take Your Time, But Naomii...You Need To Hustle!" Coach Gavin Snapped. I Haven't Spoken To Coach Gavin Since The Photoshoot And Here We Are, In The Middle Of Practice, And He's Yelling. Awesome Right?
"Could I Take A Break? My Ankle Is Really Bothering Me." Nevaeh Said. Coach Gavin Nodded And Glared At Me.
"Oh I Guess You Want To Take A Break Now Too?" He Said. I Rolled My Eyes.
"Nope. Let's Keep Going Coach." I Said, Putting Enfaces On Coach. He Shook His Head As We Started Going Over A Play.
"You Need To Focus When You're Shooting From This Angle. It's Not Your Best Place." He Said. I Chuckled As I Shot The Ball.
SWOOSH!
Perfect Shot.
"You Were Saying?" I Said.
"Listen To Me...The Finale Game Is In Three Weeks And I Will Bench You If You Don't Lose The Attitude!" He Hissed.
"I Don't Have An Attitude! You Just Want To Have A Reason To Fuss At Me Because You're Mad! You're Just Like My Dad And I REFUSE To Be Belittled Out Of Anger! I Fucking Refuse!" I Snapped. I Walked Off, Grabbing My Gym Bag, And Storming Out Of The Gym. This Might Cost Me My Spot In The Game, But I Really Don't Care. J Don't Care About Anything Anymore.
Once I Got Outside, I Threw A Fit And Started Punching And Hitting The Brick Wall. Everything Was Taking A Huge Toll On Me And I Didn't Like It.
"Naomii? Are You Okay?" I Heard Michael's Voice. I Huffed As I Turned Around.
"Yes Michael! Yes...I Am Fine!" I Snapped.
"You Don't Seem Fine. What's Going On?" He Asked.
"Didn't I Just Say I Was Fine? Why Are You Still Talking To Me?" I Snapped.
"Listen...I Know You're Still Upset About That Letter, But--" He Began, But I Cut Him Off.
"Fuck That Letter! Fuck My Dad! And Fuck You! I'm Sick Of This Whole Entire Ordeal! I'd Appreciate It If You Just Back Off And Stay Away From Me! And Tell Your Creepy Ass Brother To Stay Away From My Sister!" I Snapped. I Tried To Walk Away, But He Grabbed My Arm.
"You Don't Mean That." He Said. I Turned And Slapped Him Hard Across The Face.
"Woah! What's The Problem Here?" Omar Asked, Coming Around The Corner With Nevaeh And Coach Gavin.
"There's No Problem." Michael Said.
"Are You Sure Because From What We Just Saw...It Seems To Be A Big Problem." Coach Gavin Said.
"Ughhhh! All Of Y'all Just Get The Hell Away From Me!" I Yelled. I Stormed Off Once Again And Made My Way Back To The Hotel. I Just Felt Suffocated By Everyone And I Really Wanted To Be Left Alone! Is That Too Much To Ask?! Uh...I Think Not!
