Steph Curry & Bronny James~ Fanfic

Part 6

You woke up and checked your phone. It was 7:00 but it felt later. "FUCKKKKK" Steph walked in "Why are you yelling?" He walked right past you and into the room attached to yours. "Jet lag. Its 10:00 on the East Coast. And Where are you going?" You got up and followed him into the bathroom and through another door. "The boy's room." "What bo-" "NOOOO WHAT THE FUCK DIOR?!" You looked around and looked at Steph. "Gotta blast!" Before you could go anywhere Steph picked you up and pulled you back. "Clay. Meet the boys. Dior, Sky, Brandon, Zaire, Shaqir, Miles, and the one you stay away from, Bronny." "Why do I stay away from him." "Because he likes girls." Your eyes got big. "You brought me to faggot land?" All the other boys laughed. "We all like girls. But Bronny is the same age as you." "You should've took me to faggot land instead." Everybody laughed and you walked out and walked downstairs.
(No cap. Gay dudes funny AS FUCK)
When you got downstairs, you saw lots of people in your kitchen. Dwade, Lebron, Shaq, Shareef, Savannah, Gabrielle, Shaunie, and more people you don't know. LeBron walked up to you "You must be the infamous Clay!" He hugged you and you obviously hugged him back. "Yeah. Um. STEPH!" You ran back upstairs to the boys room. "Our kitchen- is full- of people- why?" You said out of breath. "Pool party." Steph walked past you and shrugged his shoulders. "So y'all just finna sit up here and play 2k?" You looked at the boys confused. "Yeah. It's lame downstairs." Sky replied. "Well swim you dumb fuck." You gave him the duhhh face. "Sky can't swim" Dior said laughing. "Come on, I'll teach you." The boys laughed. "You know how many times we've tried to teach him?" Shaqir looked at you while laughing. "Well. I'll do the method I was taught."
Everyone got dressed and headed downstairs.
Next thing you knew, the adults were outside wanting to see how this would go. "Okay Dior. I call this method s or s" "Wait. What does s or s stand for." Shareef replied. "Sink or swim!" "Wait what-" with that, you pushed Dior in the pool. "Better not sink!"