King
This chick had to weigh like 10 pounds. She was kicking and screaming for me to let go and put her down but she was stopping us from playing the game. I took her out the park and carried her down the block. She was heated.
" If you don't put me down RIGHT now." she yelled " whoever you are, we are going to have problems I SWEAR TO GOD!!"
I put her down and she hits me in my chest. I just look at her. Compared my height which is 6'3. She had to be like 5 feet tall. he eyes widened as she looked up at me, realizing I was a giant compared to her.
" I, I, I'm sooo sorry. I don't even know you. I'm sorry." she says
I Chuckle. "You good ma. You need to calm down so we can finish playing our game. It's hot out here. You good?"
She looks at me. Her eyes are nauturally big and dark. They're real pretty.
" I'm ok. I just can't believe what just happened." she says
" Well, I apologize for my teammates' actions ma. He's always been disrespectful and he had no business disrespecting you like that. '
" He pulled my hair. Like what an animal. " She looks at her reflection in the window of a car and starts to pout.
" yeah, that was a bitch move. I apologize on his behalf."
She smiles at me. Finally showing one dimple in her cheek. As she smiles I notice her big eyes get real chinky as well.
" Why are you aplogizing for him? HE should be apologizing, not you! And what's your name?" She askes
" King. King Matthews." I say, smiling at her
" My name Is Lacey. Lacey Martinez. " She says, extending her hand to shake mine.
I shake her hand and notice how small her hands were compared to mine. They were soft as well.
We started to walk back towards the basketball court since I heard the ref's whistle go off. There was something about this Lacey chick that inerested me. I was sure going to find out what.
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Lacey
King Matthews.
Man, he was fine. He literally picked me up with one arm and carried me out the park to calm down. And I hit him. Ugh, i felt so stupid. He was so tall and handsome. He was lightskin. But like a white lightskin kind of. He had nice brown eyes and a beautiful smile along with one set of deep dimples in both cheek. He had really long curly dark brown hair that stopped in the middle of his back. he had it pulled back into a ponytail. His arms were covered in tattoos with a whole bunch of colors. Kind of like a coloring book if you ask me.
We walked back to the basketball court and he asked me if I was ok to go back and watch the game. I nodded yes. As we entered the park, Nina was sitting on the bench worried. I thanked King, gave him a hug and walked away.
" What the hell Lace? " Nina Asked " i was worried sick! You good?"
I laugh, " yes I'm fine."
" you said you were going to get a hamburger and left with that cutie. mhm mhm mhm. "
" No Nina. I was in that fight that just happened" i tell her
Her jaw dropped. " OH MY GOD. Lace, are you okay?" she asks
" Yes, Nina. i'm fine. I'll tell you the whole story later. but right now let's watch the game." I say
The whole entire game, I watch King as he dominates in the game. Because of him the Eagles won the tournament. 82-78 I must admit. He was fine as hell. I just wish I had the confidence to go up to him and ask for his number or something. But as cute as he is and the amount of thirsty chicks that were at this park, he probably forgot my name already.
Serenity and Nina were ready to leave. serenity looked tired and cranky, so I hurried to the car. Rushing to the car, I bumped into someone and quickly apologizing, and contine to rush off to the car.
" Hey Lacey" I hear a deep voice and turn around to see it's King
" uhhh. sorry. King , i didn't mean to bump you. I say shyly
" Nah ma, It's cool. Umm, Look I just wanted to know if I could get your number. " he says smiling
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I gave him my number and told him I had to go. I congratulated him on his victory and walked away with butterflies in my stomach. As I got in the car, Nina and Serenity have these big grins on their faces. They were waiting for me to tell them the story. But instead I turn my head towards the window and close my eyes and drift of sleeping with King on my mind.

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A King Meets His Queen
RomantikLacey Martinez is an 18 year old, African American Latina from Staten Island, New York. She's always been a quiet girl by nature but when it's time to have fun, she knows how. Growing up in the projects she's always avoided dealing with the thug typ...