SELFISH •L.B•

Chapter Five

||Mariah||

So far, the Jba was doing alright. The boys need a bit of help but I know they'll do good. They just got beat by the New York team so that wasn't good. LaVar was pissed. I've been under a lot of pressure, being team manager and face of Lady Baller.

I flew out to Atlanta a week before Melo or any of the other boys did, to meet with the Atlanta team. I've been watching them practice and their practice is much better than ours.

But I do know that Gelo, Zo, and Dmo flew out here a couple days ago. I haven't seen any of them in two weeks. My only way of contact was FaceTime.

Ray- Girl, You an ugly thinker.

Mariah- What? How is that a thing?

Ray- I don't know. You just ugly.

Rolling my eyes, I slapped him in the back of the neck. To do this I had to use my top toes. I've spent this week with the Atlanta boys and getting to know them better.

Big D- I'm gonna miss you when you leave.

Mariah- Well I mean, You'll see me at the game.

Jacory- Why couldn't we have you as a team manager instead this weird old man?

Mariah- If I could, I'd stay.

Their practice had just ended and now I was about to be on my way to the L.A boys practice to see how they were doing. After saying my goodbyes to them, I headed over to the gym where they were.

The drive there wasn't that long, getting out the car LaVar had rented for me, I checked my outfit which was a black unzipped Jba hoodie, showing the Melo shirt I had on, ripped jeans, and air forces.

Walking inside the gym I could already hear the anger in Rasul's voice. I also saw the boys messing around and missing shots on purpose. Dmo looked disappointed.

I was just standing in the doorway with my arms folded and eyebrow raised.

Rasul- Stop fucking around!! This is how you guys lost the last game.

Gelo- I bet you the Atlanta practice is better.

The boys continued messing around for the next ten minutes and I was getting more and more disappointed. Zo had looked over and his eyes went wide.

Lonzo- Oooh, You Guys are in trouble.

I got off from leaning on the door and into the actual gym. They had went on timeout and their eyes went wide in fear as they saw the look on my face. Walking straight to Melo, I smacked him in his chest.

Since he had no shirt on, it was hella loud and you could see my handprint.

Melo- The fuck was that for?!

Mariah- You're supposed to be a leader and you're half assing practice. I've been with the Atlanta boys for a week and in practice they go like it's their last.

Melo- Calm down. We're gonna win.

Mariah- Really? Go make a half court shot and a layup.