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It's Friday night and it is time for the the first big game of the season. We're all crowded in the locker room waiting for coach to say some inspirational shit to get us pumped up. Alex and Que haven't said a word to me about Dria. Haven't said a word to me at all! They keep side eyeing me bruh! This shit is annoying as hell!

"Man, we are going to smoke them bruh! I mean...house burning smoke!" Devon's dumbass said as he put his helmet on.

"This nigga dumb as hell! Boy, chill. You ain't even on the yield. Coach benched yo ass before the season even started." Nick told him as a couple of the other guys laughed.

"Oh yea, you're right. Yo girl be on the bench too!" Devon replied.

Nick got a little mad. "Really nigga?" He tried to get up but Mar put his hand out to keep him from getting to Devon.

"Settle down ladies it's time to get your heads in the game. I've already discussed this in our emergency team meeting on Monday but I'm going to say it again. I know some stuff went down at Homecoming and you kids don't know how to act anymore." Coach Thompson said as he walked in with his clipboard in hand.

"Aw coach we know you did some crazy stuff back in the day. How many girls you messed around with?" Mar asked.

"Probably like two or three. Coach a square." Nick said.

Coach laughed. "Two or three a night maybe. Anyway let's get down to business."

All of us guys started cheering.

"Settle down! Yea, I had my time but I don't want y'all to see girls as objects but as the queens they are. Remember they are in control and it's always your fault. Now it is time to get out there and show them what we are made of! This is our time, our chance, our game! And play it like we invented it! Let's go out there and show them who's fucking stage this is!" Coach hyped us up.

We all started cheering and hyping one another up. Then we all got our stuff together and went out to the field.

*The next day*

"Dria wait! Talk to me. Just let me explain, please?" I yelled.

"No way. I've moved on to better things. This here is Michael. He's a lawyer and a part time stripper. He loves me and we're moving to Paris to live out our dreams. And he will raise your son as his own. Don't try to stop us." She said holding a baby wrapped in a blanket. Michael put his arm around her lower back and pulled her closer to him. She smiled and everything went dark.

Next thing I know I was standing on the top of a mountain crying. I looked behind me and there she was. Pointing to the edge of the mountain commanding me to jump. My face was covered with tears. I inched closer to the edge.

"But why are you doing this to me? It was all a mistake I swear! Please don't do this to me! I love you!" I started crying.

"Jump now!" She commanded.

I was at the edge of the edge and then I put my foot out over nothing. I looked back at Dria and her eyes were dark with her finger still pointing over. I closed my eyes and fell.

"YAAA!!! It's just a dream." I told myself as I opened my eyes. My room was pitch black and I shook my head to calm myself.

The clock on my side table read 5:57 AM. I picked up my phone and she still hasn't hit me up! What the hell?!? Like she's being really petty right now. I get it, some shit went down but damn. Give me a chance to fucking explain! Like this not talking to me shit is getting old and it's pissing me off! This shit has me dreaming bullshit and shit. This is messing me up for real.

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