Chapter 1 - "Game Day"

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(Logan in multimedia)

LOGAN





As much as I hated attending school, today I was actually grateful for it. Game day is finally here and our teachers and students made so many game ready signs, good luck announcements, and goody bags for us it was ridiculous.

Today was finally here. No more talking, all actions. It is January 20th, the last round of our regional playoffs.

Being honest, I didn't look like the typical basketball player. I loved dresses as much as I loved sweats, but that didn't stop me from out-scoring anyone in the county.

I had stayed up all night thinking about the game. I didn't get any rest, but that wasn't a problem. I could nap before the game, I'm just so anxious to play. It's my senior year, so I HAVE to go out with a bang.

I've racked up some pretty decent offers but still... I feel like I can receive more. I am humble and grateful for what I've already earned, but I know I could do even better.

*dismissal bell rings*

2:50 P.M. That means about 3 hours before showtime. We were to meet in the gym after school for our pregame meal and game plan from Coach.

I walked out of class, unfortunately going straight into the crowded hallways. I swear these young hoes don't know what deodorant is, because every step I took forward the stench of musk kept slapping me the fuck back.

I bumped into a dude on accident, and he smiled eyeing me up and down. I mushed his head back causing him to suck his teeth.

Honestly, it shouldn't be so difficult just to GO THE FUCK HOME. It was always some shit. Between a big ass fight, these Naruto looking-ass freshmen running down the stairs, or some lame trying to flirt with me-- I don't think I could ever normally leave school.

"Stop wearing them tights and I wouldn't look Logan... witcho fine ass!" He shouted after me. I rolled my eyes and smiled slowly. I knew that already.

"Good luck Lo!" said a group of girls I didn't really know like that, but recognized because they followed me on IG.

"Thanks, come support us tonight." I said with my baby voice. As much as I tried to talk with some bass in my voice it never worked.

"You know we will!" They said in unison. A smile appeared across my face, I love our fans.

"My brother will be there too, he has the biggest crush on you," said one girl among the group. I spotted her out the bunch and immediately regretted it.

Her brother was the school's quarterback and a Texas commit. Girls swarmed around him, while I stayed curving his ass in my DMs. Ain't that some shit?

I looked at her, nodded my head, then continued to walk to the gym.

Walking outside the doors, I felt like I could breathe in fresh air again. No more musk. Soon, I spotted Pablo and Jaelyn in the middle of the courtyard and I strolled over to them.

"Hey Papi P and Jazzy Jae," I said sticking out my tongue. They both looked at me in disgust, I think we all knew I was the corny one in the squad.

"Wassup Lo," Pablo said while we did our 30 second handshake. Shit was so perfect and smooth I swear we should make a handshake challenge on IG or something. You know bitches can make a challenge to anything these days.

Jaelyn gave me a hug and a wet kiss on the cheek. I hated when her lil lip ass did that, but she was the only one I allowed to do it.

We walked to our cars and chatted for a while before everyone had to separate. Pablo had to work tonight and told me he couldn't make the game. I tried to shrug it off, but it really killed me on the inside.

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