Basketball Game- Ch.2
*Jenny*
I walked back to him, while he was just looking into my eyes, and obviously I had my plan ready…the more I got closer the more he kept searching through my eyes…and WHOOSH…as I run for the basket with the snatched ball from his hand, I make the basket followed by a small yet elegant bow.
A tiny beam of smile appeared across his face, which made me realize that, he maybe good at heart, but filled with loads of mischievousness. "Not bad", pulling his shades down, "but now…", he grabs the ball from hand, before I can even take my eyes off, "it's my turn", as he makes his slam dunk.
"Not bad", I said, but you might want to work on those jumps, they look a little weak", I said with a glint of confidence in my voice.
I took the ball and held I held it halfway, so it was right at out waist level. There he was standing right in front of it, and there I was, at the exact opposite. As I was about to throw the ball up, we both heard rings.
I looked down to see my pager was ringing, and he looked at his wristband, which he'd attached his pager too. "OH SHOOT", we both yelled at the same time.
"Why did he have a pager", I wondered, but without any further investigation I just ran from there!
I dashed from there, until he called for me.
"YO, tell me your name!", he yelled across the court.
I didn't bother to turn back, which made him yell again.
"Yo, hello Basket, what's your name??? ", he yelled once again
"Did he just call me Basket?...what's that supposed to mean", I again investigated in my mind.