I'll Remember

Chapter 29

Iv'e been feeling down all day.
Why?

My dog just died, I didn't get a Christmas present, and Mom sent me to my room.

Is what could be worse, but, instead: I found out my Mom died, Mic smokes for some reason, and is starting to smile again, Dad kinda dislikes me n Mic, Joy Valler recently cheated on me, and Trevor Rich... Oh my god Rich is pissing me off!

I mean, can I go some where without him giving me some type of smug look?

Like, "I won, you lose," look, cause I guess he's seven.

He just did it. He just dribbled the ball by me and gave me that smug look. I'm just trying to practice. No one asked for you to come near me and start a problem. But, I'll keep my cool for now.
"He's really trying to get at something." Dallas mumbles by talking to me. "I mean Trevor,"

"I know you mean Trevor," I mumble back, speaking over coach's loud orders."Do you think--" And that's when coach loudly interrupted Dallas. "Carter!" 
I turned to coach almost scared. "Yes, coa--"

"You 1v1 with Rich." coach, again interrupting.
Wait, with Rich?....seriously?

"What, why me?" I ask coach. "Because there's something between you boys that I'm quite not liking." He answers. 
And how is going against each other gonna solve things?
I don't bother asking that, cause coach always has some reasonable answer, and never ask coach too many questions. I sigh, and turn to the court where Trevor was already way in his bag. I mean, if he beats me aGAin, then it's gon be really humiliating.
"Looks like your ready to be beaten," Rich smirks when I boredly come over. "again."
I shake my head ignoring him. "Don't get too cocky, Joy's watching." He talks again. I look at him, "Whatever," I mumble. "Oh, she's watching me. Not so much of you."

Coach blew his whistle telling us we could start, and I again ignore Rich.

So we start and of coarse, nothing goes well for me so,it started off normal, y'know I'm-better-than-you talk commented here or there, but then Rich just started getting out of hand with his words. I mean, they were childish rephrases but, OH my god were they getting on my nerves.
Rich was actually doing better than me, so why was he still talking.
I shot the ball at the hoop, but Rich easily smacked that out, and turned to me. "Oh," he winced "almost had that one shorty,"

Like, why?

I sigh picking up the ball, and looked at coach who was busy with everyone else, not paying any attention to us. I mean my guy, aren't you supposed to be watching us?

"Can you be any more childish?" I ask turning back to Rich, whom's just smirking at me. "Like, are you really, genuinely just trying to piss me off?"
Trevor shrugs. "Well I do try my best, but no, you just seem to get angry quickly."
I breath, trying to contain myself. "uh.. whatever, lets just get this over with."

"I could do this all day," Rich laughs. "Well unlike you, I have a life, so I can't do this all day," I say.

"Oh? in that case, just withdraw, I'm beating you anyway." Rich, still talking

"I stop, when coach says stop." Me, still talking as well.
Okay, I should ignore him, cause it's really getting to me.

 "Relax, Carter, your so angry, what's the problem, man?" Rich smirks, stealing the ball from me.

I feel like...I'm about to..do something stupid..

Don't do something stupid.

 I breath and go to retrieve the ball after Rich had scored...again. The exact score, is 13-4...nothing beautiful going on.
"Just.shut the h*ll up Trevor." I mumble, actually pissed. I mean I can get mad, I can get erked, and I can get pissed, and they all happen when I'm involved in something with Trevor Rich.
"Wow, you really are angry, I'm not even doing anything. Your the one who's not even trying." Rich shrugs.