Staring at him I couldn't imagine what he would be doing here right now. I mean I obviously know why but.. damn. I would never in a million years think that he was into basketball let alone playing it. He look like he should be inside somewhere styling someone or getting his nails done, shit I'll pay. He was perfection from his arched eyebrows to his light brown eyes that held long luscious eyelashes, to his little button nose, to his full pink lips, to his honey brown skin that looked sun-kissed. He himself was dipped in beauty, he embodied it.
"You hear that Reggie?" Coach called out. I snapped out of it to realize he was staring directly at me. I looked around and the whole group was cackling, I finally looked towards the Coach replying. "Yeah Coach." "Alright, so what'd I say?" He asked. Now this nigga know damn well I wasn't listening. "Uhhh.." "Uhhh my ass, you need to have your head in this. You can think about ya lil hoes later." All the boys laughed at him calling me out. "Nah Coach stop playing it ain't even like that." I said glancing at him. He was too busy messing with his well manicured nails to be focused on us fools. His movements caught me as he put his long black hair into a high ponytail. "Yeah alright, go to the locker rooms to change and meet me out here for ya laps. 10 laps when you reach. Go." Coach said blowing his whistle.
All of us made our way to the locker room to go change. "Aye bruh, you ready to show these underclassmen how it go?" My nigga Jaquan said wrapping his arm around my shoulder. "You know it, we gon make them lil niggas look weak af." I replied following the guys into the locker room. "I don't even know why Coach making us try out again. We were the best players on the damn team last year." He complained. "Ion know shit, you know the stupid ass rules this school got for the teams and what not." I said taking off my Ralph Lauren Polo and putting on an Under Armour shirt. I put on my compression tights and my gym shorts to get ready for this beat down Coach about to put us through. "Yeah you right, lame ass school. If it wasn't for us the Basketball team would still be a flop and this school wouldn't have gotten no clout." Jaquan said putting on his gym shorts. "Yeah I hear you man, I'm with you." I chuckled.
After I made sure both shoes were tied, I made my way back outside with Jaquan and some of the other dudes. My eyes were roaming as they got caught on pretty lil thang and his body mesmerized me. He was small and petite but had a lil figure, you could tell he was a dude from the bulk of his shoulders but his hips were wider and his ass was fat. His short compression shorts didn't fail to hide anything. It wasn't stupid fat but just the right size to compliment his shape. He wore a tight olive Under Armour shirt that matched his olive and black Nike Air Huarraches. My bad for checking him all the way out but shawty bad. And he playing ball? Ima wife em.
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"Alright, like I said before. 10 laps, after those we'll do 10 suicides, you'll come over and go through both of these sets of tires in a low squat, and then rotate. We doing 4 sessions. Go!" Coach blew his whistle again and we all starting running, some of us sprinting, some of us jogging. Lil baby was sprinting, he had a good pace going on I can see why his ass and his legs so toned. Man if I had the courage to speak to him I would. If I was outta the closet I would.. That's okay. In due time, he'll be mine.
