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037| The Power Of A Drew Hoodie

~H A N N I E L~

It was hard to concentrate on the game.

My mind was focused on her. I had a terrible headache and I tried to focus while running along the court. As much as I loved basketball, I wanted out right now.

I threw the ball into the basketball hoop and it entered right in. It fell into my hands and I turned to the others, running back into the game while I used my singlet to wipe my face.

A loud clap had my attention. "The conference is in less than two weeks. Good game, Hanniel, but you seem distracted. Hassan, your reflexes aren't that quick. You need to work on that."

Senior Solomon continued pointing out everyone's fault while my head felt like it was about to explode. The headache had suddenly come from nowhere.

"Are you okay?" Someone placed a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see Ibrahim, looking worriedly at me.

"Yeah, sure. Nothing to worry about." I told him and went to the bleachers. This was the indoor basketball court. It was probably the one used to host games and all. But the last time I played, it wasn't in here.

The door opened and even though it wasn't with a loud sound, the small person who literally marched in had our attention.

"Well, look who it is." Ibrahim mused beside me.

"What is she looking for?" Someone muttered and began walking towards the small senior.

I recognized them. The popular duo. Exceptionally popular for their contrasting height and personality. Tall varsity jacket guy and bubbly Senior Inaya.

I think tall varsity jacket guy's name was Amir?

"His name is Amir, right?" I asked Ibrahim who stood next to me, smiling at the duo. He nodded.

Senior Inaya greeted everyone and apologized for disrupting our practice. We were already done, I think.

Both of them were engaged in a conversation and all that made me not tear my eyes away from them was the fact that Senior Amir was really looking down at Senior Inaya while they were talking. I mean to me, it wasn't unusual but theirs was really glaring.

Best friend goals.

"Ibrahim!" Senior Inaya yelled suddenly.

"At your beck and call, my queen." Ibrahim mock bowed and ran to where they both stood. He seemed really free with the both of them.

"Please, call Komisola from her class. Tell her to come to the basketball court."

I frowned. Senior Amir mirrored my expression instantly. "What's your business?" He asked.

"You know how much I like this girl, Amir. So, shut up. There's nothing normal in running that fast just to forfeit."

Senior Amir exhaled and walked away. Senior Inaya's shoulders visibly slumped and she walked away too. She came up to the bleachers and took her seat, just a few feet away from me.