Taking Chances

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"Oh my goodness...Dione discreetly nudged her head and then pointed when I didn't get the message. I followed her gaze to see a line of  Golden State players walking through the airport.

"Oh my. Look at him! Is this real? ," I shook my head taking hold of the handle on my luggage. The Warriors might have had some impressive players, but I only had eyes for one. He was laughing at something Steph had said to him before he walked off. Steph and Klay in the same area as me! No way.

"You should go ask him for an autograph," Dione stated, pulling me back into reality.

I slipped a few pieces of hair behind my ear before I looked back up. "No, I shouldn't. I couldn't." Holding my sprained arm, I continued in the direction that I thought the plane was located, when in reality I had no clue.

"Jasmine, if you don't take your scary behind over there and get his autograph. This is a one in a lifetime ordeal. He's literally right there. Right there!" Dione fumed.

"I can't. Come with me?" I asked, practically begging. This was the hardest choice I would ever make. Suck it up and approach him or stare him down until he left.

"Let's go. Get to steppin'." Dione pushed me in the team's direction, so I had no choice but to keep walking.

As I breached the group of men, I came into contact with the cutest brown eyes. I tried to offer a hello, but nothing came out. I had even tried to smile. Four years of college and I still hadn't mastered the act of talking to men.

I could hear the likes of Draymond Green and Shaun Livingston snickering in the background. Embarrassing wasn't even the word. I'd lost all sense of comprehension.

"Can we help you with something?" Iguodala asked.

"Um...I was...I was wondering if I could get an autograph."

"Oh, that's it? All you had to do was say so. I got a pen right here," Draymond laughed.

I really only wanted Klay's autograph, but I wasn't sure of how to say that without coming off as rude and who was I to deny the players of such an amazing team?

Klay stood with his arms folded. He towered over me. Well, they all did. "I'm pretty sure she wanted my autograph," he smirked.

I'm pretty sure I did. I was just glad that he'd said it and not me. I grinned like a maniac as he took the Sharpie from Draymond and walked behind me. He was actually signing my shirt. I couldn't believe it. He smiled when he stepped in front of me.

"Nice jersey by the way," he smiled handing me the marker. Nearly fainting from his smile I just stood there as they all walked off. Of course he'd like the jersey. I was wearing his.

"So you just gone give her my pen?" I heard Dray say to Klay as they walked off.

"It's a marker. Not a pen," Klay laughed.

When I was sure it was safe, I squealed as I ran back over to Dione. "I can't believe I got his autograph!"

"You're welcome!"

"Thank you, Dione. You're on fire today!" She really was. First, the tickets and now the autograph. I could still feel the tingle from the touch of his hand on my back.

"Come on you love sick puppy. We have a flight to catch. If you want to see more Klay, we have to get going," Dione grabbed her carry on and I followed after her.

"Which terminal are we again?" I asked her.

"Two, which is that way," she pointed to the tunnel that the Warriors had gone down just moments before.

"What gate?"

"Eleven."

"What a weird coincidence," I laughed.

"What?"

"Eleven is Klay's jersey number that's all. Pretty cool to be honest. Maybe something great will happen on this trip. I mean I'm pretty open to anything after just having my jersey autographed by Klay Thompson!"

"Blessings, my dear friend, blessings."

"You are so right. Blessings like crazy. I don't know about you, but I'm so exhausted from having to wake up early. I just want to get on this plane and knock out to be completely honest," I yawned.

"Same. I been tired ever since I woke up. Ever since you kicked me out the bed. I'm ready for this nice California weather. I love Chicago, but I'm hoping to enjoy a well-deserved break on a beach somewhere."

"Um, pushed. I pushed you out of the bed," I laughed, " and you and me both. It feels like a huge weight has been lifted off of my back after graduating. I just want to relax and let loose. Have fun, find an adventure, maybe find the love of my life if I'm lucky."

"Yeah, and everyone knows who you wish it could be."

"Let me live. Let me dream." I pulled out my phone and texted my parents letting them know we'd be boarding the plane soon. I'd have to talk to them later about the whole airport incident. Lord knows she was going to have a fit when a medical bill got sent to her house.

"Let's get this trip on the road. But first, selfie!" Dione held up her phone before snapping the first vacation picture of many that would be taken over the course of a week.

"Oooo I like that one. That's cute," I smiled as Dione showed me the picture.

"I know, right? We're lit."

"Ok, no more distractions. Let's get on this plane before they leave us and that would be very unfortunate and a waste of perfectly good seats at a perfectly good game for a perfectly good team." Dione out her phone away before grabbing ahold of her carry on.

"Ok, D. I think I get the picture. I'm coming. Calm
down. Just make sure you keep that spirit the rest of this vacation."