I park by the arena.
Tonight is Bailey's biggest game of the whole season.
The championship game.
They are playing Alabama, and they're a heck of a basketball team.
I walk inside, and follow the security guards to the locker rooms.
Since I'm a football player for Arkansas, I get to go backstage to any game I would like.
The girls are in the dressing room, so I wait outside the door.
Bailey comes out with a few of her friends, and waves goodbye to them when she sees me.
"Hey! Thanks for coming."
Her arms wrap around my back and I kiss her cheek.
"You ready to play?" I ask.
She shrugs.
"I guess."
"Bailey, let's go." The coach calls from behind us.
"Okay, I'll see you later." I say.
Her face turns pale, and she starts to shake.
She's nervous.
Really nervous.
"Bailey, look at me. You can do this. I know you can. I was nervous, too. But, I know you can do this. Let's go."
She kisses me lightly, and walks toward the court.
I jog to my seat, just in time to watch them come out, and begin to warm up.
Bailey is hitting the three pointers one right after the other.
It's 6:00. Time to play.
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Four hours later, I meet Bailey back in the locker rooms.
Arkansas won, 105-71.
She walks out of the dressing room first, and smiles at me.
"Brooks!"
"Hey, congratulations!"
The girls are going on to play Ole Miss next Friday, and I won't be able to attend since it's not in town.
"Thanks!"
Bailey led the team in points tonight, with 25 points.
"How about we go out for Mexican to celebrate the win?" I ask her.
"Absolutely! Let me grab my bag from my locker and I'll be ready."
She walks away, everyone waving and congratulating her on the way.
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Smile, Beautiful
RomanceThe smile of one could light up another. Brooks was the cool kid in college, the one to always get the attention. Until the first day of his junior year, he meets a shy freshman girl by the name of Bailey. He tries to ignore her, to just tell himsel...
