As Real As It Gets ✔️

8: Losing My Brother

*Cory*

 

“Congrats Cory,” a girl said licking her lips and walking past the football table. No lie, we all looked as her thick behind came over and gave me a hug then walked away. We all looked back and stared hard at her ass.

“God damn, now that is some ass,” my teammate Ross squealed and I looked at him and shook mu head, “Man you can’t say that she doesn’t have a fat ass Cory,” he admitted and I got a text for Alia.

You never really told me where you from.

I smiled and texted back.

Chicago.

“Nigga who you cheesing at?” my other teammate Bryan grabbed my phone and immediately got up and I got up after; I couldn’t risk him spreading my shit out to the world. It would embarrass me even more due to the fact that this chick lived way at the bottom of the map.

“Damn who is the bad chick? And she from Miami? Shit you got one of them Brazilian chicks, damn Tip Drill!” he yelled and I snatched the phone from his hand.

“She aint Brazilian, she’s Bahamian,” I said under my breath and sat down.

“Ba who?” the whole table said together. I just shook my head, people in my school only knew a few things and that was Spanish, American or Jamaican. Shit, I was happy that I had a chick that wasn’t fully American, I done really stepped my culture game up.

“Its Bahamas, right beside Florida, in the Caribbean,” TJ said shaking his head.

“Man it don’t matter, she black and she got. Fuck where she comes from, home girl got titties and ass and a fine face at that,” Bryan exclaimed and I looked at him hard. So many things ran through my mind because I was close to jumping over the table and ramming his ass through another table.

Alex cleared his throat, “Bryan calm the fuck down, she aint fucking you or talking to you, so go home and start beating your meat because  you’re going to be doing that for a long time.”

Everyone hasped and looked at Alex; he wasn’t really the type to talk at the football table. Dude wasn’t even part of the team; he was a trainer not even a player.

Bryan looked over at Alex and smirked, “Waterboy is finally talking it’s a fucking miracle, just because Cory is your best friend and all doesn’t mean that I cant whoop your ass,” he stood up looking at Alex and the whole cafeteria looked over at us.

“Whoop my ass, bruh you claim that you the best but refresh my mind, almost everyone on the team got signed to a team except for you,” Bryan lowered his head in shame, “Dude you cant even think about the team when on you the field, its all about fucking you,”

“It is? How about you ask your sister if it’s all about me?” he asked.

Alex scoffed and got up, this was the first ever I seen this dude defend for himself. All the times that I have told him to defend himself he never did but finally he did.

“You got some nerve to talk about someone else girl when you aint fucking one,” he walked away and the whole table erupted in laugher as Bryan sat there embarrassed.

I snuck a little laugh in before looking after Alex and decided to call Alia while I roamed around the school playing where’s Waldo with Alex.

I pressed the call button on Alia’s name then put the phone to my ear hearing Fantasia’s bittersweet playing.

“Hello? Who is this?” I could hear muffling, “Oh this is him?” I laughed then smiled.

“Hello?” I said into the phone.