Clyde's POV
My head is still spinning... damn! It's already six-thirty in the evening. I'm still hungover. Is it because of the drug or lack of sleep? I don't know what to think anymore. I put on my old jersey uniform. I thought I would never wear this again. I brought my former varsity bag. I packed some extra shirts, then went to school.
Nicole's POV
I was on my way out to go to school when mama called me.
"Here! Take another water bottle. Just in case Clyde forgot his."
"Why should I bring water for him? If he doesn't have one then that's his problem."
"So cold, Nicole. With that attitude, Clyde will not fall for you.""Mom!" I was so embarrassed when she said this. Good thing my sister was not home. So, I just took the water bottle and left.
At School...
As I got to the school entrance, I saw Violet walking with Angelo. Angelo was wearing a jersey. Right beside him was Clyde. They were both wearing the same varsity uniform... but what's up with Clyde? He was wobbling and Angelo was helping him walk.
"Violet!" I shouted.
They all looked at me, and so I ran to them.
"What happened to Clyde?" Angelo asked.
"Oh, I think he drank too much last night... and also, lack of sleep," I said.
"How are you so sure, Nicole?" Violet asked me with her eyebrows up.
"Because I slept at her house last night. Technically, I didn't sleep." Clyde replied.
Damn! Did he really need to say that? Now Violet was giving me this look.
"Hey Nicole, you should help Clyde," Violet said with a mischievous look.
"No, I'm fine," Clyde was really wobbling.
"Clearly you are not fine, Clyde," Angelo said.
We were nearing the gymnasium. As we entered, we saw a ball flying straight to our direction... and it was fast.
"AAAAAAAAAAH!" Violet screamed.
Angelo caught the ball before it hit Violet.
Clyde's POV
I think I'm gonna throw up. I'm sweating real hard. Then I saw the coach calling us.
"Angelo, let's go," I said.
I kept covering my mouth.
"Alright ladies, if you like, you can sit over there, so you could be near us."
I looked at Violet and Nicole. Both of them were following us to the huddle. Ah... my head hurts. What is this, a hangover? I don't think the drug was still causing this, so I'll just play through it.
We got to the huddle and I didn't understand what the coach was saying. I was paired up with players I didn't know. The only thing I knew was that Angelo was my opponent today.
We went to the center court, the game was about to start. I wasn't able to stretch. Then I saw a lady enter the gym. It was my P.T. (Physical Therapist), Alice.
Suddenly, I heard a whistle. I was stunned when the ball hit my face. The opposing team got first possession because of my blunder. I was defending the other point guard. He was kinda slow for a guard. I tried to steal the ball but I lost my balance. I looked at him... but now I'm seeing three of him. He passed the ball to Angelo who shot his first three... (swish).
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My Accidental Boyfriend
عاطفيةNicole Flores is a happy-go-lucky girl. She usually boasts about her looks, but things change when she transferred schools. She can't handle the pressure of transferring, thats why she resorted to smoking. On the other hand. Clyde Rubio, the Studen...