"Len, Mili will be here in 15." Gigi yelled from downstairs.
"Ok."I yelled back as I pulled out my outfit.
I sighed as I laid my outfit out with my shoes. Tonight, Gigi, Mili, Zoey, the twins, and I are going to the Lakers and Clippers game. My dad's Lakers take on Zo's Clippers and I'm so excited. I think the Lakers are gonna win, but we'll see. I danced to my music as I got dressed in this outfit.
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I touched up my makeup and my hair before I sprayed on my perfume. I grabbed my Balenciaga purse before I walked downstairs.
"Lenin." Zoey smiled as she ran up to me a hugged me. I'll tell you one thing, that girl looks just like Zo, but she's so much prettier.
"Hey girlie." Mili smiled as he hugged me.
"Hey Mil." I smiled and I saw Zara running up to me.
"Hey babygirl." I smiled as I sat her on my hip.
Zane hugged me before we walked out of our huge house. We all got in Mili's Infiniti QX80. Gigi and Mili were in the front. The twins were in the middle row and Zoey and I were in the back. The twins sang along to Disney music while we drove to the Staples Center. Zoey and I just snapped some of my friends during the drive. I smiled as we snapped Donny. He snapped us back a picture of him with the dog filter on. I smiled and sent him a picture of us with the filter too. Soon, we pulled up to the center and we parked. We all got out and walked into the center. Paparazzi took pictures of us as we walked in. We were escorted in and to our court-side seats. We all sat down and watched as the players warmed up. I smiled as my dad got shots up in front of us.
"Hey, munchkin." My dad said as he kissed my forehead.
"You gonna beat Zo?" I asked as we stood on the sideline.
"You know I will." He said as he gave me a high five.
"Go kill it, dad." I smiled as I patted his back.
"Thanks, kid. I'll see you in a bit." We did our handshake before he jogged back to the locker room.
I sat down at my seat and waited for the starting line up. We clapped as the dancers came out and the lineups started.
"Standing at 6'9 Lakers' fans please welcome number O Kyle Kuzma." We all clapped as he ran through the tunnels. He smiled and pointed at me.
"Let's go dad." I yelled as they got ready for the tip off.
I smiled as the Lakers got possession of the ball. They started to dribble up court and the game started. The game went on and the Lakers started winning. I smiled as my dad pulled up and shot a 3. I stood up and threw three fingers in the air. My dad smiled as he ran by and high fived me. I sat down and continued watching the game. The buzzer for half time sounded and the players ran back into the locker room. The Lakers were up by 6.
