𝐀 𝐇𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐅𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 - 𝐏𝐨𝐩 𝐒𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞

𝐒𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞

9:00pm
The game was ending. There were only four minutes left in the game. And we were down by six. If they could score past six in the next four minutes we would win.

Papi has everybody out their benches including the scouts. They stood against the wall talking amongst themselves as we, and everyone else at the game, stood all around the gym, clear off the court, anxious to see what was happening.

"Foul!" Ref shouts out to Cameron as he was just dribbling the ball.

"AYE! NO!" Pop shouts.

"How the fuck is that a foul?!" Tjay shouts.

"He's picking on him and you could tell," Polo says, "Been tryna fuck him up the whole game."

"I know!" I look up at him and say.

The ref looked to be as if he was of latin descent. So I do what just comes to mind.

"AYE! Mirar!" I call out to him, "NO PUEDES HACER ESO!" I shout.

"Facts!" Ella shouts.

"What she say?" I hear Pop say.

"She said he can't do that cause Papi ain't do nothing wrong," Amiri translates.

"Así es como va el juego," He responds throwing his hands up.

"Asshole..yo.." I shake my head looking at Pop.

"You gotta keep calm though cause these scouts is watching," He puts his arm around me.

"Babe when I get heated that's it," I respond, "He literally be fucking with Papi the whole game."

"I know," He says, "I know that. Just calm baebas calm down."

CAMERON FUENTES WITH A THREE POINTER!

"THATS WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT!" Pop shouts.

"YEAHHHHHH!" Fetty shouts.

"Yo, two minutes left he better win this shit.." Fivio says, "I'm fucking nervous," He laughs.

"Me too! CMON PAPI!" Jasmine shouts.

"GO PAPI!" KK shouts making us laugh.

"DAMIEN GRAY WITH A TWO POINTER!

"YEAHHHHHH!" Tae shouts, "C'mon yah!"

The clock kept going faster at it was counting down. A minute left. We were one point, technically two down. If they made this last shot we'd win.

"C'mon woo," Pop starts getting anxious looking at the shot clock.

"CHRIS GRAY WITH A TWO POINTER!"

"NINETEEN SECONDS LEFT!" Someone shouts.

"EVERYBODY!" I shout looking around, "CAMERON! CAMERON!" I start the chant before the entire gym was following my lead.

"SHOOT!" Tjay shouts.

*BUZZZZZZ*

Cameron made the winning shot. A three pointer. Right on time. Instantly, everyone including me ran into the court congratulating him.