Come on ball. Make it in. 3 seconds left for you to go in the hoop. 2......1.....Swish. The swish is all you hear, nit the buzzer ending the game, not the Other teams cries, not even the mayor saying congrats on winning the game before play offs only Swish. That's me. I am one of the greatest high school league players ever. So good they call be Swish.
I have been playing since I was four. My life revolves around this ball. My home is the court that I play on. My family is my team. I am the game of basketball.
My name is Chailla Johnson. Before Swish I was called Chail. I'm 15 in 10th grade. My family is my life (next to basketball if course). I have chestnut skin and dark brown hair. I'm super tall and beautiful. I get good grades and live with the basketball. Yep now let's get back to the story. ....
"Hey" calls my friends all the way in the announcement booth ; Leana and Leon. "I hope you know that the point guard is crying" "Well it's not my fault I can play all five." I retort.
Leana and Leon are my best friends. They have been since they Moved next door on my bday. They are opposite twins literally. Leana is the smart, independent girl that you know is way better than you. While Leon is the athletic, creative boy who hangs out with everyone. Together they dominate and kill.
"Come on Swish the teams getting pizza on coach" my teammate Nae shouts.
"Can't, got to work on my shots and ball handling. Gotta remember that when you work hard, you play hard, and you win hard"
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Live, Love, Basketball
Teen Fiction"Look, you need to choose between me or the ball. I love you." Derek says crying. "I love you too but. ...." I say back. "If you do then leave practice and come to our slide." It's been the ball and Swish since 4 years old. When a new boy named De...
