"...And the objective of the game is to get the ball into the hoop and score points for your team. Not just stand there and watch it fly past you." Coach Moon explained. He explained the concept of Basketball to the class since there were several students (Jack and Ronnie) who no matter how many times they played it, they just didn't seem to get it.
"Call me Mr. Flintstone, I can make your bed rock! OoOoOh!" Jack sang, finishing off his 5th cup of Blue raspberry Italian Ice. The last of the five he'd stolen off random people's lunch trays when they weren't looking.
He sat on the floor, glancing around the gym as Coach Moon chose team captains and instructed them to pick teams.
Mark was a team captain, and Felix another. of course neither picked Jack first. Mark picked Jett.
Jack stood up and sighed, making his way to the wall where the other students stood waiting to be picked for teams. He sighed as he slumped against the wall next to Ronnie and another girl.
"Ronnie, please kill me. Thanks."
"If I kill you then who's gonna kill me? I don't wanna play either!" Ronnie laughed, gently rubbing his hand over his abdomen.
It'd been about 10 minutes, Mark and Jett both picked their teams and the game had begun. The ball flew through the air into both hoops on either sides of the gym as baskets were made.
Mark passed the ball to Jack. He didn't catch it, it just kind of bounced off his leg and rolled away. He ran after it and scooped it up, running towards the basketball hoop as fast as his short little legs could carry him.
"dribble the fucking ball!" Felix shouted, only to be ignored. Jack was a roll and didn't have time for dribbling, even though it was a key part of the game.
He made it to the hoop, turned away from it and chucked the ball back into the air without looking.
"Fuck yeah! I'm such a fucking beast!" He screamed, knowing he made the shot.
"Jack!" Mark called trying to get his attention. The whole gym fell completely silent, except the sound of Coach Moon blowing his whistle as the ball came flying towards the back of Jack's head.
"Fuck!" The Irish boy screamed as he fell forward onto the gym floor.
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Me Plus You ♡ s.m. + m.f.
FanfictionIn which a sweet Korean boy and an elated little Irish boy venture through the struggles and unpredictable events of their daily teenage lives together in the city of Cincinnati, Ohio.
