THE ONE WHERE THEY'RE UNACQUAINTED.
[ warning; this chapter mentions a sensitive topic, read the author's note for more details. ]
C H A P T E R S I X T E E N ;
" b u l l s h i t , it's not possible to fit a whole ass fist in your mouth!" caleb scoffed, aiming the basketball for the hoop and beaming with satisfaction as he got it in.
"then how'd sadie do it?" i exclaimed, balling my fist and estimating if i should try again. it doesn't actually look that hard, maybe in my fifth try i could get it.
"she's magical dude," caleb laughed, throwing me the ball. hearing him hype me up, i aimed for the basket hearing a groan when i missed.
"hey not that bad!" i smiled, "tell that to the wall you keep hitting," caleb sighed, dribbling it back over to the center.
i ran my hand through my curls, knowing damn well that i suck at basketball (or any sport for that matter).
"c'mon i don't wanna be late," i groaned while grabbing my hoodie off the bleachers.
"boring, class isn't for five minutes," caleb blandly commented, continuing to make shots in the empty gym.
"aight bye," he responded, as i pushed open the side door and readjusted my bag on my shoulder.
walking along the stone path, the sky presented a cluster of dark clouds some distance away meaning rain was arriving later on.
avoiding a wet splatter of bird crap, gross, i knocked on maddie's dorm room door and waited.
hearing the music switch off, i assumed she was dancing again. she'd never show me her competitive routines or dance around me at all, which i thought was weird, but she always got first prize in the contests.
maybe maddie was embarrassed, or didn't think i would get it? i mean c'mon i understand for sure.
maddie swung open the door and popped a kiss on my cheek before closing it. "you know i understand the art of dancing and stuff," i said, slipping my hands into my pockets.
you look like a robot when you dance," she scoffed, and we began our way to our third class. "isn't that a good thing, the robot is a dance," i lightly chuckled.