Deetra

21.

| Ann in the MM |

Deetranada P.O.V.

"What you leaving so early for?" J.I. asked.

"I told Juan I'd go to his game." I said gathering my stuff together.

"And you ain't ask me to come?" Jamon asked.

"No, why would I?"

"You know I luh' basketball, and I gotta talk to Juan about when we gon' play our game too." He lied with a smirk.

I kissed my teeth and held up our sign. I walked out the house and I heard Jamon behind me.

"I know you did not think I was gon' let you fuck wit this dude easy." He smirked.

"Shut up." I said bluntly.

I agreed to drive with him so I wouldn't be wasting my gas.

Once we got there, Jamon and I didn't wanna pay to get in, so went through the back. We were just laughing while we walked into the gym.

We sat in the middle of the bleachers and watched both teams warm up. They were playing the Westin Tigers.

"Hell nah, the Bears playing the Tigers," he said unbelievably, "they suck." Jamon laughed.

"Who?" I asked.

"Your team, the Bears. Maybe with Juan, they can do some."

"Maybe."

"On some real shit, they are trash."

I saw Juan smiling towards my direction. I smiled back, then he waved  and I waved back. Jamon leaned forward and looked at my face and chuckled.

"He got you geeked." He roared with a grin.

"You being loud, Jamon, stop."

The whole game, Juan would sneak glances at me, especially when he'd make a shot. Then when he'd be on the bench, he'd just be smiling at me.

I ain't know he had a tattoo.

He had a tattoo of what looked like a wolf. It reminded me that I needed to get my henna done soon since my dad wouldn't let me get one.

Once the game was over, Juan ran over to the bleachers. He jogged right passed me. I turned and saw him two or three rows up, hugged up with another girl. She was right behind me too, so he probably wasn't looking at me the whole time. That ruined my whole day. But when he kissed her, that's when I knew I needed to leave, and Jamon noticed it too.

"I gotta speak to someone so hold up." He whispered.

He patted my back sympathetically. We got up at the same time and he walked over to this tall ass dude.

"Wassup Avery." Jamon said dapping the guy up.

"We took an L from a trash ass team but other than that, not shit." He said.

Jamon laughed. "How you been, I ain't seen you in a minute?"

I stared into space.