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Playing Basketball

DeShawn was playing basketball on the basketball court. He was pretty good at that sport. He was on the high school basketball team. He had a big tournament coming up. He dribbled the ball, and shot it through the hoop.

A little girl came up to him and got in his way. He got distracted. "Move, man, you're in the way!" barked DeShawn. "Dang!"

"I'm sorry," the little girl apologized.

DeShawn kept on shooting the ball through the hoop. The little girl got in his way again.

"I said move, man!" bellowed DeShawn. "Dang! You in my way!"

"I'm sorry again," said the little girl. "My name is Violet."

"So?" scoffed DeShawn. "I don't even know you."

"You're pretty good!" said Violet.

"Okay?" said DeShawn. "What you just standing there for? Get out the way! I'm trying to play here! Move!"

"You could be a lot nicer, and say excuse me," said Violet.

"You ain't my mom, okay?" snapped DeShawn. "Now get out of my way before I hit your face with the ball."

"I was just trying to be nice," said Violet, sadly. "You don't have to be so rude."

"Do I care?" snapped DeShawn. "You messing up my game, man! Now get out my way before I punch you!"

Violet walked away, leaving DeShawn alone. He was glad that she was out of his sight. Just then, his friend, Angel came to see him.

"Hey, man!" said Angel. "You really stepping your game up!"

"Yeah, man!" said DeShawn. "That girl over there kept getting in my way. She messing my game up, dawg!"

"She was probably trying to root for you, man," said Angel.

"No she kept getting in my way, and I told her I will hit her face with the ball if she don't move," explained DeShawn.

"Don't be like that, man," said Angel. "You probably hurt her feelings, man."

"Do I care?" bellowed DeShawn.

"Whoa chill out, dude!" said Angel. "You don't need to get an attitude with me. You always have to be so mean to people. That girl was just trying to be nice."

"Shut up!" snapped DeShawn.

"You tell me to shut up one more time, I'll break your neck!" threatened Angel.

"I ain't scared of you!" sneered DeShawn. "I could've whooped that girl if she kept messing up my game."

"Just chill out, man," said Angel. "Lose the attitude, and concentrate on your game."

Violet came back to see what the commotion was about. "What's going on, fellas?" she asked.

"Hey, girl!" said Angel. "What's your name?"

"It's Violet!" she replied. "What about you?"

"My name is Angel," he replied. "And this here is my friend, DeShawn."

"Why you telling her my name for?" barked DeShawn.

"Dude, chill out!" demanded Angel. "Just chill out! Take a chill pill, man! You always complaining about stupid stuff! Get a grip, man! For real!"

"Whatever, man," said DeShawn. "Look, girl, I'm sorry for being rude to you. I guess I just wanted to up my skills for this tournament coming up. I guess I lost my cool."

"That's okay, DeShawn," said Violet. "I forgive you."

"Yeah, thanks," said DeShawn. "You have a nice name."

"Aw thanks!" giggled Violet. "You're such a cool dude!"

"Thanks, Violet!" chuckled DeShawn. "So you want to watch me play?"

"Yeah!" exclaimed Violet.

"Okay let me show you what I got!" smirked DeShawn.

Violet sat down with Angel, and watched DeShawn play basketball. She cheered him on all the way.

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