Bakery Love

Chapter 10

Zo pov.

"Wake up," says Melo as he sits in my bed watching TV.

Wait.

"Why are you in my room," I mumble as I try to fall back asleep.

"Sports center is talking about this summer pre seasons game. This has never happened. I can't believe y'all agreed to be in game during off season. Who are y'all going against," he says.

A total of 10 teams have agreed for a week of basketball games against other teams. We are playing for charity. It's basically a summer league games but with no rookies. It will be fun. We are playing for charity and it's literally gonna be a regular game of basketball.

So who is gonna get upset if we lose?

And we don't have to wear our uniforms.

All we have to do is wear a Laker shirt they made for all of us and what ever shoes and pants we want. This is a very casual game.

But still it's gonna be the thing to watch.

The games are being held in LA and Phoenix. All of our games will be in LA. But Melo has to go to Phoenix for his last game.

"We are going against Sacramento today. Monday it's against y'all and Friday against Gelo," I say.

"Everybody is waiting for the game against me," says Melo.

"And the one against Gelo," I say as I pull some of my comforter off of me.

"Yeah so get up so we can get there on time," says Melo.

"Okay get out my bed and room," I say.

"Fine," he says and walks away.

I get up and get dressed.

Honestly I don't fee like dressing up so I'm showing up in nothing special.

But somehow people will be like Lonzo Ball showing up casually and make a big deal. I swear everything I do the media jumps on me.

Plus always paying attention to what I wear. I remember in my rookie season I wore a sweatshirt with my face photoshopped onto a Nas album.

Honestly I believe hip hop is okay and doesn't need to change. It's perfectly fine.

"Can one of y'all go pick up the girls," I say as I throw my keys on the kitchen island. I'm not in the mood to drive. So why not send my brothers who have been living off of me since the season ended?

"I'll go. Melo you make breakfast," says Gelo smirking. He knows that boy can't cook.

"Wait no I'll go," I say but Gelo laughs and leaves. Gelo! Melo is horrible at making anything for breakfast. Only thing he can cook is an omelet.

"So I'm making toast," says Melo as he plugs it in.

"On no not my toaster. I'll have to buy a new one like I did last week," I say as I unplug it.

"Okay French toast then," says Melo as he gets out a pan.

"How about no," I say as I get the pan and put it back.

"Then what do you want," says Melo.

"I'll wait for Gelo to come back. He can a least cook," I say.

"Man I'm done with you. You always think my cooking is bad," says Melo.

"Melo you could burn cereal," I say.

"Hater," says Melo as he goes into the living room and plays 2k.