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When I get home I go upstairs and open my laptop. I press play , and The Only Reason by 5sos starts to play. "When I close my eyes and try to sleep I fall apart, I find it hard to breathe, The Only reason, the only reason." I sing along. I dance around a little and sing along, The song eventually switches to Miss you by Beyoncé and that's when I put on a performance. Fake microphone, hand gestures, and dramaticness. I stop when I hear people arguing about some thing. I pause the music and walk down stairs.
"I want the piece" ."No, you had three yesterday", I walk into the kitchen and Angelica and Lea are fighting over a piece of lasange.
"How many did each of you have yesterday?" I ask , "Lea had 4 and I had 2" Angelica answers. Now that I think about it why is Angelica even here shouldn't she be on the college campus. "Angelica why are you even here, shouldn't you be at school?"
"I don't have any classes today, so I'm leaving tomorrow." She informs me. I roll my eyes grab my snapple, some popcorn and a bag of poptarts before walking back upstairs.
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Trevors POV,
Michael was an OK guy I guess. He was nice and we had some things in common. I was kinda hoping to get a girl partner, I'm not a player trust me I've only had about 1 or 2 serious girlfriends. I look around the room to see people who could have been my partner. As one girl ,Amabel's her name I think she said, walks up and calls her partner. Her friend chuckles quietly to herself when she hears the name. I guess the girl isn't one of her friends. Soon enough everyone is partnered up except one girl and one guy left. The girl start to walk to the front, I notice she kinda bounces when she walks it's weird in a good way. I don't know why but she looks really familiar Her Partner is this guy named Iggy, he's cool looking I guess.
"So how do you want to start the project?" I was snapped out of my observing by Micheals question.
"I'm not sure, maybe you can show me where the basketball coaches office is after class?" I ask hopefully. "Yeah ,sure" Michael replied
The teacher explains what we have to do for the project, then says we can spend the rest of the class time. While talking to Michael I occasionally glance around at all the other groups, some are talking, some not so much.
Most of the kids look cool, but I don't think I'll be befriending a lot of them. The bell rings and I pack my stuff and wait for Michael outside. All I see is a sea of Browns, Blondes, and the occasional red head. Short, tall, plump, thin, makeup, no makeup, brainy, athletic. Everybody at this school is so different..
"You ready to go" I'm snapped out of yet another daydream rant by Michael.
"Uh yeah, lead the way" I say
"so the coaches office is in the gym, but the doors to the gym aren't always open. So just walk behind the gym and there should be another door." Michael informs me
"Okay so ... is that it ?" I ask ."Yeah if you need anymore help just ask." Michael says as he walks away. I turn around and walk into the big building.
The first thing to register into my mind was that Who Do You Love by YG was blasting. I looked over to the middle of the gym to see the basketball team huddled around the team captain. I continued walking to the offices.
"Coach, can I talk to you?" I peak my head into the room. He's sitting at his desk, typing on his laptop.
"Yeah, what do you need?"He asked looking up. "I wanted to ask if I could try out for the team..you know if you have a position open?"
"Son it's the middle of the season I don't know if I can just put you on the team." He said walking around the desk and sticking his hand out for me to shake."What's your name, son?" He asked.
"Trevor, sir." I say politely
"So trevor how long have you been playing basketball?"
" 'bout 12 years." I scratch the back of my neck shyly
"Well I'll see what I can do, what position do you play?"
"Mostly Center, but I'm also able to play as power toward." I proudly state
"Good I'll see what I can do for you and I'll contact you later." He says dismissing me
"Trevor you're finally home! my little sister screeches, while running down the stairs.
"How ya been, gorgeous?" She blushes a my nickname for her
She giggles and runs to the living room to watch tv. Harley is the best, caring, cute, funny and she's pretty tough for a 6 year old.
I have 2 other older siblings, the twins Zahara and Tristan, They're sophomores in college. Zahara is at Harvard Law and Tristan is at Stanford.
"Do you have any homework? " I shout to Harley who's sitting on the couch staring at the tv like it has hypnotized her.
"No I finished it already for you information." Harley says with sass.
"Okay..Okay just asking." I raise my hands up in surrender."Where's mom?" I ask realizing that she was the only one here, besides me.
"She had to go run some um..um I forgot." she shrugs her shoulders and goes back to watching tv.
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"Trevor get down here dinner's ready!" My mom shouts from down stairs. I decide to wait till this song was over, only a minute left.
"TREVOR NOW!!" My mom screeches. "okay okay I'm coming." I mumble. Walking down the stairs the intoxicating smell of chicken,mash potatoes, and greens.
"Finally, now we can eat." Harley sighs happily. I smile and take my seat."So mom what did you make?"
"Well I tried this new receipt that I found online. It's like a spinach chicken casserole and a side of garlic mashed potatoes.
Mom makes Harley's plate when I go to sit. "So how was school?" my mom asks as I take a bite. the casserole was good a little hard around the edges but good.
"It was fine, we started a project and my partner he's cool. I also talked to the basketball coach about being on the team."
"Oh, what did he say?" Mom asks cheerfully
"He said he'll see what he can do." I shrug, looking down and playing with my food.
"Do you like any girls?" Harley questions bouncing her eyebrows suggestively. I chucked at her playfulness.
I roll my eyes ignoring her question and go back to eating.
"Oh you do like a girl don't you. What's her name? What does she look like? Is she pretty?" Harley piled on the questions.
"I dont like anybody" I snap at her. "Fine, I was just asking questions, geez" Harley pouts
I take my last bite of food, apologize to Harley or snapping and go upstairs. As I'm finishing my homework I get a text from my closest friend from my old school, Drew.
'Hey how's the new location?' Drew texts
'Fine, the schools decent' I reply
'What about the girls?' he asks
'They're alright, I guess
'Come on dude, don't be a dick and not tell me'
''I'm not being a dick, I'm not into any girls there' I chuckle
'Sure, I gotta go' I throw the phone onto my bed and grab my basketball. It's practice time.
Ok I hope u like this chapter. I'm sorry it took so long to update, I'll try to update Chapter 5 faster than this one since school will be out next week for me. Vote, Comments are always welcomed and encouraged. :) ~QueenClifford
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