Love & Basketball [Book 1]

Chapter 5

Jacob Latimore POV

Really didn't much of sleep last night but that doesn't even matter now because there are no sleep ins this time.

I start stretching and get up out the bed all drain. I grab my stuff and go take a quick shower before I get myself ready for my first day. First day, back in school, thought I escaped from but nah. I didn't. It's all coming back all in one day and ion feel like dealing.

I turn on the shower and play my music from my Beats speaker,  this should prolly help start off my morning. Hold You Down comes on and I start humming when I slide the glass door open and step into the shower.  This water feels hella nice.

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I go to the table to see my mom putting breakfast out on the table. Eggs, bacon, grit, pancakes, and sausages. I go in the kitchen and get myself something to drink when my mom smiles. This must makes her happy I suppose, so here we are. I go back to the table and start eating while everybody is taking their plates to their room.

"Your bus comes in a good fifteen minutes," she smiles.

"Bus?!" I choke up on the word. What bus? Ain't nobody tell me about some bus. Shit!

"Yes baby, you're catching the bus. Not limo, jet..." I cut her off.

"I got it." I sigh when she comes and kisses my forehead.

"I love you!" She said.

"I love you too." I said back.

Cymphonique POV

I wake up annoyed as ever 'cause I gotta go to this school. I gon' into the bathroom and turn on my shower and go back in the room for my clothes. I carelessly throw my uniform onna bed like it's nothing and grab my sports bra and Joe boxers. I head back into the bathroom, closin' the door, and takin' my shower. This finna be a long day.

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I get out the shower and dry myself off when I put my stuff on and lotion myself up. Then I grab every inch of my hair and brush it all back as neat as possible to put up in a ponytail. Yeah, one string of my curly hair falls in the front of my face, so I thicken it into a bang. I go out in the room and put on this long sleeves white shirt, black short skirt, wit' them black heels. I gotta black jacket and vest to match.

Ugh!

I smell somebody cookin' breakfast...Oh, my God I'm already hip to what it is. Bacon, sausage, cheese eggs and ham sandwich. August is makin' this 'cause he'd always make this back in the day. At least this nigga is makin' me somethin' especially since I'm still hella mad at him. He betta make me somethin' to eat on.

I go down the steps just in time to see him in the kitchen putting my food on the plate. Bruh is Nicki really in here twerkin' too...I slide in and take a bite off the sandwich and tell August to gimme some juice. He smacks his teeth 'cause I'm eatin' his food. I start laughin' at him while he slams the juice in my face.

"Really nigga?" I look at him.

"Stingy ass nigga." I mutter.

"That's why yo' ass gotta go to school nigga." August said back.

"Bruh that was so low." I said.

"Hurry up before you miss ya bus Cym." What bus? Oh c'mon now like really.

"Ard." I just say and continue to eat before I go back upstairs and brush my teeth.

I come back down the stairs to leave out, "We love you," they say in unison.

"Whatever." I say back.