Josh POV
We were at practice and I was tired I stayed up late last night just over thinking shit for no reason stuff that didn't even make sense I was up thinking about it.
"Yo you good?"one of my teammates asked me
"I'm straight just tired" I wipe the sweat that had grown on my forehead
"Same I was up all night playing the game"
"I don't see how x-box user" another one had said
"What are y'all doing chit chatting get on the line suicides" coach said and everybody lined up
While I was running back I seen a girl enter the gym she didn't look any older than 15 she was short with a baby face.
"Hey dad I brought you some food" she said to coach handing him a Wendy's bag.
"Thanks sweetie you staying"
"You leave at 8 right?"
"Yeah"
"Then I'll stay" she sat at the bleachers on her phone.
All of us when we were done got water but all the guys attention was on her.
"Everyone this is my daughter Y/n" coach introduced her to us all.
"How old are you, you look young"
"I'm 19 actually"she got up from the bleachers
"19!" Everyone looked shocked as hell she look 15 no cap.
"Older than all y'all" she said
"You short how tall are you 4'11" Dior asked standing side by side with her
"No I'm 5'3" her voice was so soft
"You look like you'd make somebody catch a case" somebody said I didn't know who i was too focused on her
"My id say I'm 19 and so do my birth certificate height don't mater it's people 3'0 and 27 years old"
"Ion believe it" I say
"Dad tell them" she looked at me
"She 19 she's an "adult" but not really"
"I pay for my own gas, pay my own bills, have my own place I'd like to think I'm grown" she flipped her hair
"Yeah if that's what you think. Back to drills Jason start us off" coach blew his whistle.
She was bad. I'm talking Rihanna bad just less forehead. She was brown, thick, long lashes but ion think they were extensions, her hair was in a neat ponytail let's just say she could get it.
"I'm finna get her number" I say to Dior.
"Coach daughter? Ain't no way" he shook his head "and she older than you she probably don't like younger guys"
"With a face like this it won't matter"
"She too cute for yo ugly ass"
"Gosh that really hurt" I put my hand over my chest like I was hurt.
"Whatever" Jacob thew me a ball and I dunked that bih.
After practice was over I seen her sitting on her phone still so I walked over to her.
"I'm Josh"
"I remember" she smiled.
"I was wondering could I have your number?"
"You not underage are you?"
"Nah" I laugh
"Alright hand me your phone" she put her hand out
"This not fake is it" I joke
"Nah call it it's me" she got yo from the bleachers and winked at me.
That's mines for sure.
