Next Gen

Chapter .4. New team, New crush

I look back at her. "You said five right?"

She nodded, making me look back over to the coach. "Is six available and five too?"

"Hmm" he looks down at the chart. "No I'm afraid not, six is available but seven or five isn't. Y'all wanna be close in numbers huh?"

"Yeah, it's our tradition...if possible"

"Well I got.....twelve and eleven available. If you want that"

"Ok. I'll be twelve and I'm Angel Jackson"

"And I'll be eleven, I'm Armani Jackson"

"Will do, you both can take a seat over there" he instructs us.

=More minutes later= 🕐
Armani's POV💖

"--so I am your official and head coach. I'll be teaching you everything you should know in order to be drafted, If that is your main goal behind joining this team. But along with Coach Paige and the rest of the staff, there is someone else I'd like you to meet. My son, Tyrone" he ushers the boy I like next to him*screams inside*😍

"Angel that's him! Look...oh my god" I pull on my sister's arm, feeling hot flashes take over me.

"Damn Armani chill" she laughed at me.

"Boy, where's your shirt?" Coach said to him, making me sit up.

"This is my shirt"

"Tyrone this is a professional opportunity, go put on a shirt. A real one. I can't have you distracting the girls" his dad pulled him aside. ...no! Please. His 'shirt' was not distracting at all😍😋

I watch as Tyrone then jogs off the court and goes into the locker room I assume. Killing my heart slowly, I see him return a few seconds later with a new shirt and without his headband.😞

"God he's so tall. You know what they say about tall men" I whisper into Angel's ear.

"They don't say anything about tall men *she laughs* that's what they say about men with big feet. Like my bae" she sticks out her tongue.

I roll my eyes playfully at her.

"So this is my son Tyrone and he's going to be helping me around with you ladies okay. He's a college graduate and is currently being drafted to the NBA. Soon to be playing in front of millions and making me even more proud. But, with this Job I expect him to be more serious. That means, no flirting with my girls and girls please don't entertain this knuckle head. My son is off limits--" .....noooooo💔💔💔.

=After orientation=🕐🕚
*Angel's POV*😇

After orientation and getting all ready for the basketball team, me and sis thought we'd head to the food court for some lunch. I was starving of course and I jumped right in line for the pizza and french fries. Armani however, got her self a chicken sub from subway....with some chocolate chip cookies too. I'm a ask her for one😌

Both sitting down at one of the tables, I sit directly across from her, eyeing the thin paper bag with cookie imprints😩🍪

"Armani, you love me, right?" I smile at her.

"No, you're not getting any of my food"

I grit my eyes. "Some sister you are, I thought we were ride a die..or um--" I look over to my left, feeling someone eye ballin' me. And lo and behold, it was that dike girl from English and a couple of her friends too.

"Ari, you see her right"

"Which one?" she looked up from eating her sub.

"The one with the hat on backwards and the blonde hair, she's black"

"Boygirl?" she raised her brow at me.

"Yeah, she keeps looking and staring at me. We have a class together and she made fun of me while I was stuttering. She even rearranged my papers once, fucking b*tch"

"So she's bullying you? And you're just now telling me"

"I know but this is childish"

"Maybe she likes you, you think. Want me to go see what's up? Because I ain't afraid of none of these b*tches in here. I'll even tell her to stop messin' with you or then we'll have a problem"

"You'd really go over there?"

"Yep. Watch me" she puts down her food, getting up from our booth.

"No! Ariiii.....fuck" I panick.

Watching her walk to up to the table and began to talk, I rush to put my head down. I didn't want this situation to be more awkward than it already was. But maybe Armani's right. What if the girl does actually have some sort of crush on me? I wouldn't know how to handle that. ...I heard dikes are aggressive😒 and here I go again with putting myself in that case. I have a whole boyfriend😣

A few seconds later, Armani returns to our table, going right back to eating her food.

"And? What s-sh-sh-sh-she say?" I ask.

"Well I asked her if she liked you and she said "maybe" in a smart tone of voice . Then I told her to leave you alone and that was that" she shrugs.

"She likes me?!" I raise both of my eyebrows.

"I guess. But she's pretty though, she has hazel eyes. Which I know you and me can't resist, that's what we're attracted too"

"Yeah I've seen em. But I have Curtis..."

"Mm. Y'all still talk?"

"Well yeah but he hasn't....called or text me recently" I look down.

"I'm sorry sis but I hate that guy. He doesn't even act like a boyfriend to you. What kind of man don't call his girl?"

Still looking down, I play and twiddle fingers. I knew she was right. But...it's hard when you really like that other person, knowing you should be treated better.😞

"It'll get better for us..."
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Hey, thank you for reading😍📖📚

Q: What's your crush's name?😍👀

I have so many, but one I really want and I don't know why😣 is Kadeem. (Ca-deam) I'm a wh*re for cute eyes🙈and his are grey and sometimes hazel😩