Love and Basketball ||Urban(DAVE EAST)

Chapter 29

Saint Smith
Cassie's legs quivered as we walked down the hallway of the school building. Even half an hour later, after I went to work on her this morning her pretty little legs wouldn't stop shaking.

I laughed at her attempt to walk regular. It was cute as hell. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder, pulling her in close.

"Your legs still shaking Cass." I laughed.

"I know." She whined. "I can't even stand correctly."

I licked my lips, dropping her off at her locker. There Lisa stood, waiting for her.

"Hey guys." She said greeting the both of us. She gave Cassie a hug and me a dap. You could tell Lisa was warming up to me.

"Cassie your shaking. What's wrong?" She laughed. She looked up at me, realizing what might've happened. Especially because I had a smirk on my face.

"Y'all nasty." Lisa laughed. We all laughed, obviously knowing what went down earlier this morning.

"Aight Cass. I'll see you at lunch." I announced, giving her and Lisa space to talk without me.

"Okay" she blushed.

I leaned in kissing her on the cheek and walking down the hall. A nigga was sprung. Cassie was my main focus right now and nothing could stop that.

As I approached my first period class, across the hall was a familiar looking face. I took a better look seeing it was no other nigga than Mickel.

I haven't seen him in weeks. He looked bad too. His eyes were sunken in and he looked pale. He wore a dirty black hoodie, black jeans, and some beat up Jordan taxi 12's.

He caught a glimpse at me, mugging me the hardest.

What the fuck is this niggas problem? I asked myself. He was so lucky Cassie was right down the hall because if she wasn't, I would've smacked his bitch ass into next Thursday.

I mugged him back, walking into my first period class. My whole mood fell entirely flat. This nigga Mickel had to go. He was mad grimy for no reason.

Cassie Davis
"Cass. Don't hate me but could I ask you a question?" Lisa sighed.

"...yeah. What is it?" I asked nervously. I could already feel the butterflies in my stomach eat away at my inner organs.

"You kinda got over Mickel pretty quickly. Are you sure your not messing with Saint to fill a void? Because Saint seems like a really nice guy." She asked quickly so it would seem like I wouldn't hear anything she said, but I did.

"Lis..." I sighed. "He makes me feel something incredible. Like you don't understand. Just imagine how Keone makes you feel times 20. That's how Saint makes me feel."

"Damn." Lisa spoke a little baffled.

"Yes." I smiled.

"You really head over heels for him." She realized. "Awwwww!"

"Yeah yeah yeah." I shrugged, laughing a bit.

It was crazy because as soon as Lisa said that, we looked up at the same time only to see Harper passing us in the hallway.

She looked different. She wore her natural golden curls out, no wig like she always wore, a face full of makeup, and of course a provocative outfit.

She grilled Lisa and I in the hallway. Lisa looked at me with a confused look on her face.

"And that bitch acting like I wouldn't say shit to her." Lisa spoke, saying it loud enough for Harper to hear.

"Excuse me?" Harper snapped, turning around and walking back towards us.