As it was Friday, I went home at the regular time. Because tomorrow was the first game of the season. I was scared and questioned myself. I even asked Ashley some weird questions.
"Hey babe,"
"Yeah?"
"Would you like me better if I was a guy and I was tall and muscular?" She glared at me, then answered.
"No, I like you for who you are. Why are you asking these questions? And I don't like the fact that you ask them." I slumped down. She couldn't tell I was nervous.
"I'm going to bed." I timidly said. It was only 5:30pm. This is scared her.
"No, you're not." My father grabbed my hand and took my meds away from me.
"But dad, tomorr-" I got cut off by Ashley.
"Sit, baby please, I wanna talk." She winked. So took me downstairs. We sat on the couch and just watched tv for 2 hours until she turned it off and looked at me with that knowing look.
"Honey, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." I said fidgeting with my thumbs.
"Anna, there's something up. Now tell me. Is it because of the game tomorrow?"
'How the hell?!?? I didn't even tell her!!!!' She scared me sometimes. I nodded. She then came over and kissed my forehead.
"Baby there's nothing to worry about, you'll do fine! I believe in you!!! You're my number 13." She said with her knowing expression on her face and security in her beautiful, precious voice.
It had been another hour. Now it was 8:30pm. My father had brought down dinner for us, since we basically rented out the basement.
Okay here's the thing. We rented out the basement, but our payment wasn't money. It was chores and good grades.
I went and took a shower. Ashley then followed after I got out. I was in our room when she finally came out and kicked my ass out of there so she could get dressed for bed.
How she usually dressed was my shorts, and my tang top. And her own undergarments. She's lucky I love her.
She opened the door and let me in. We turned on the tv and watched Netflix. We ended up picking Soul Eater, my favourite anime/manga.
I took my meds soon after, since they work fast. But sadly I was last to fall asleep. It was finally 11:30 pm, when I dozed off. She woke me up at 9:17 am.
My game was at 1pm but I liked to wake up earlier so I could get everything ready. Plus we had a little while to travel.

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The deciding shot
Short StoryThis is a story about basketball, romance, tragedy, and hope.