I'm sitting in my last class and I'm thinking about these basketball conditions that coach is going to have us do later on this week. Summer workouts were cake but this season we are going for a 4-peat and my recording breaking year so coach was going to work me.
Yasmin: ( walking in) what are you thinking about ?
Damn she's fine walking up on me her hair long and black. She had on ripped dark jeans with a white v-neck and some low taxis on she was beautiful all natural
Nike: shorty we just met this morning and you wanna know my thoughts and shit
Yasmin: well until I meet people your my only friend and I'm a good one to have (laughing)
Nike : oh ok (eyeing her) well na thinking about basketball workouts later on this year it's a big year for me so I'm trying to make it big
Yasmin: so you really are the man around here huh
Nike: am I? Girl go on YouTube after school and look up King Nike MLKH and you'll see
We talked the rest of the period and I walked her to her bus. We exchanged numbers and I told her i'll text her later. I'm feeling shorty can't explain it but aye she's cool people so far and she doesn't just wanna talk to me because I'm Nike Smith.
I was going to meet up with my boys Ashton , Levi and Jacobi, we've been boys since before we could walk i'd kill for those niggas and that's on my momma. Ashton was the blackest motherfucker you have ever seen, but my homie stayed fresh and could pull the bitches. Levi was really my cousin but we are best friend slim yellow nigga like myself. And Jacobi was the white boy out of the squad but he acted black as fuck.
Levi : Nik we seen you talking to the new girl she's sexy
Nike: yeah she cool but you know she's mine I'm her only friend ( lifting weights)
Jacobi: why cause you talked to her first?
Ashton : lmao this funny nigga Nike
Nike: I'm going to make her mine so she can cheer me on this year as I break my pops record.
See my dad was a basketball phenom as they say ,put up points Lebron and Jordan put up he was like an artist and the court, the court was his paper and the ball was his pencil. My dad was legit he could've went pro but now he balls in prison.
While I was on my way home I got a text from shorty
*text*
Yasmin: guess you don't wanna be friends huh Mr. Nike
Nike: not at all shorty I was in the gym with my boys Wyd
Yasmin: lol yea ok . But nothing chilling
Nike: well I can come scoop you we can grab a bite I'm starving
Yasmin: ok I'll send you my address and I'm going to change.
Nike : bet
* end of convo*
*Yasmins POV*
I guess I'll throw on some clothes because right now I'm just chilling.
Mom: Mami where you going ? (Walking in my room)
My mom was full blooded Rican she is beautiful long black hair and thick and she had a thick Spanish accent real heavy.
Yasmin : I'm going out with a boy I met at school today
Mom: is he cute
Yasmin (blushes ) he is ok
I didn't wanna tell my mom that he was drop dead gorgeous and that he was the shit because se would give me this long ass lecture. I wasn't trying to hear it. I finished getting dressed as my mom talked about how my sisters where going to be a hand full and that the move to Atlanta was best. I put on some booty shorts and a tank top with my bred 11's and my hair was in a messy bun on the top of my head.
*text*
Nike : I'm outside shorty
Yasmin : K
*end of convo*
I told my mom goodbye and kissed my little sisters and walked out.
I walked up to his black Benz and stood there.
Nike : is there a problem?
Yasmin : open my door
He didn't have to but I saw thru the window and he didn't have on a shirt so I wanted to see what Mr. Smith was working with
Nike: c'mon girl I'm hungry ( getting out the car)
I almost died his body was beautiful. A perfect 8pack he had a tattoo over his heart a woman's name I'm guessing his moms name. He had his hair out I just wanted to play in it. You could see his polo boxers under his basketball shorts and he had on Nike roshes.
Yasmin : you were really at the gym huh?
Nike: (opening the door) yea shorty ball is life and I gotta stay fit
He got back in the car and droveoff.
Nikes POV
I had to go to my house cause moms had been blowing me up. Yasmin looked so damn good and I seen her checking ya boy out she wants the dick and shit I'll give it to her.
Yasmin : ( looking at my chest) who's name is that?
Nike: (touches over my heart) my moms name Nicolette Smith . My world , my one and only lady
Yasmin: mommas boy
Nike : yea she's all I got my daddy is locked up
Yea I'm a mommas boy so what I love that lady and she loves me.
We pulled up to my house. It was a big ass house something like a mansion .
Nike : c'mon this mommas boy gotta see why my moms been blowing me up, and I gotta grab a cut off . You don't mind do you
Yasmin: not at all Papi (coughs) I mean Nike
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Betrayed by Victory
Non-FictionAbout A boy who finds love, but wants his cake and eat it to . Until he falls in love & realizes he is no longer a boy. He is a man with greater responsibilities