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A Stranger In An Alley
Friday morning: the big day. My Dad had come around and had actually taught me the basics of basketball. Hell, he even played a game or two with me. It helped distract me from numbers, but they slipped in every now and then.
“Now remember, keep your eye on the ball.” Dad instructed.
“I’m not five, you know?” I replied, rolling my eyes.
“I know, but it kinda feels like you are. We never got to play many sports when you were little. Your mom always had you playing momma’s boy and you could never spend time with your old man.” He sounded sad, he always did when he mentioned Mom or my childhood.
“Well I’m playing with you now.” I gave him a small smile before I quickly side stepped him. I used my height to my advantage- I was about half an inch taller than my Dad, but it still counted- and jumped up slightly to put the ball straight through our makeshift hoop. We had made it together out of an old pipe and string. 11 points to me, 7 to my Dad.
“Look at that, you’re getting good,” He commented with a grin.
“Do you think I’ll get the spot?”
“I don’t know, but I hope you do.”
They were the rare moments I spent with my Dad. Mom always made me do things with her, like he said. I never had time with him, which is why I’m kinda glad Mom left us to it. She said she was never coming back, so basically we were both bachelors enjoying a new shot at life. I can count a total of seven times my Dad and I had spent more than five minutes bonding together before I went into rehab. That’s over 15 years spent a part from each other even though we were usually in the same room together.
“Hey Ryder, are you okay?” Stephanie brought me out of my thoughts.
We had met before school so we could go to our first class together.
“Yeah, just thinking,” I replied smoothly.
She smiled at me. Her teeth were perfect, her smile was perfect, her hair was perfect, and her body was perfect. Hell, she was perfect!
I had to focus though, schoolwork first like Dad said. Oh screw it! I’ll be with her if I just make it onto the basketball team. If I did that, then I’d be a jock with a smoking hot girlfriend. It’s stereotypical but I don’t care.
“Hey Ryder, I really hope you get on the team. I had a look at the others who are trying out, they look like pussies!” Mack was talking to me during lunch. I was sitting at the table I’ve been sitting at all week: the popular table.
“Hell yeah they are!” Jeremy agreed. They were both preppy basketball jocks who sometimes freaked me out with how happy they can get. Are guys allowed to be that happy?
“We’ll be there too Ryder. We’ll cheer you on if you like,” Miranda said and it felt oddly as if she were flirting with me. She was a short perky little thing that was Stephanie’s second in charge on the cheerleading squad.
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