So after my screaming match with Ciara I needed calm down. I went to the the school gymnasium to blow off steam the best way I know how. Basketball. I started with 10 laps around the court and then got into suicides. After 20 sets of full court suicides I grabbed a ball and started working on my free-throws and rebounds. When i I was satisfied with my shots, I sat in the bench and scribbled out some plays. I had my Beats By Dre on and my Demi/Selena playlist on repeat so I was in the zone. It was no surpirse that I didn't hear the approaching footsteps. I felt a tap on my shoulder and it made me jump. I turned around to see the spaghetti girl. Crap, what was her name? Oh yeah. Nia.
"Hey! I didn't know you played basketball." She said with a smile. Oh my god her smile-Ugh Angel NO you might still have a girlfriend, but still...
"Oh yeah! I've been playing since 3rd grade. Not to be rude or anything, but why are you here?" I asked
"I got into a fight with my sister, well one of them. I have three. The youngest one asked me why I liked girls and my older one was telling them about how I had a crush on this one girl and- I just, UGH! I needed a break. Why are you here?" She said this all in about five seconds so I had to process what she said.
" I needed an escape. I got into a fight with my girlfriend, Ciara. Well I don't think we're dating anymore, I don't know."
"Sounds like you need to have fun. Are you doing anything Friday night?"
"Not that I know of. Why?"
"Well, I was wondering I you wanted to go to the movies or I could come over to your place and we could watch movies there?"
"Ummmm. Could we maybe go to your place? My parents are weird and really embarrassing when I bring people over."
She went pale and started sweating, but she was shivering at the same time.
"Are you cold? Here." I said handing her my jacket." How about I pick you up on my Dirt Bike and we can ride to the movies? Don't bother bringing money because I'm paying."
"That sounds great. See you at eight?"
Suddenly I'm starting to feel better about being single...