Mya POV
"Man, Wow, the past 4 years have been a ride through these halls here at Chino Hills. Wouldn't trade it for anything. Just one more state championship and I'm good. But the love y'all show to my team is unbelievable, I'm beyond grateful for the experience I got. All the wins, tough losses, the way y'all stayed consistent while I tore my ACL I love that. Started out as freshman, it was a rough time getting to know how the players would work. Then here as a senior, a leader, about to head to college. Successful, as my mom always wanted it, to have many choices to go to. Coming from Alaska, I really didn't know I would be here in Cali ballin out. But look, here I am. I would like to thank the best coach you can get Coach Irvin, Trainer who's helped me recover from my ACL Ryan, My Mom who's not here today but forever my inspiration, My father who pushes me to strive to greatness, My brothers, and many other friends and family. As here I am, going to be joining the sisterhood of UCLA"
As I put on the hat for UCLA
The crowd gets up and claps
I hear whistles.
Then the principle who I had many problems with the past years, come over with the sheet of paper.
"Hold up" Jc says
"Jordan, what the fuck are doing?." I whisper
"Giving you this." He says pulling out a box
I open it.
It's a pen, with a picture of my mom. With her quotes she always told us.
Build the door, love your success.
In loving memory of Kahara Brande
5/3/82 - 4/22/15
I hear the crowd 'awe'
I click the pen, and I sign my name, then print my name.
Then they all clap again.
I stand up and hug my dad
"She's so proud, Baby." He says as he hugs me.
I let go.
And I see Mikala standing there, with an envelope.
I take it.
It reads
On the front
University Of California- Los Angeles
Mikala Williams
Dear, Mikala
We have been exploring our incoming students attending for a men's basketball student manager. We have read through your college application and we believe you would be a great fit to our team. If you wish, you may explore further into our believes and give Coach Steve Alford a call at 310-787-4527
Sincerely, UCLA department of athletics
"Bitchhhhhhh!" I yelp
"Bitchhhhhh" she says back
"You comin to UCLA withhh meeee." I dance around
"Yeahhhh shawty." She dances along with me
I feel long ass slender arms around me,
I turn around and hug Lonzo tightly, smelling his cologne and his shampoo.
He lets go.
And kisses me. I kiss back.
"My turn" I hear Melos voice and him puckering his lips.
"Yeah. Gelo" I say hugging Gelo
"Man Bruh. What's up with everybody stealin my baby bruh." Melo asks
I hug him last.
Then Tina.
And I attempt to give Lavar a dap but pulled into a hug.
Then I Thank everyone that congratulated.
Graduation
"YEAAAAAA MY LIL BIG SISTER IS GRADUATING TODAYY" jc says invading my fucking space
"YEAAAA GET THE FUCKKK OUTTT" I scream into my pillow
"Get up." I hear someone that isn't JC
I look up.
Well if it ain't Jordan Clarkson.
"Whatchu want ugly?" I ask
"Man, you gon make me come all the way here to be insulted by yo ass? Man I'm finna leave" He says
"Gon ahead." I tell him getting up
And I hug him.
"I missed you bro. Appreciate the visits fam" I tell him
He laughs
"Ya welcome lil dawg" he says
"I'll leave you to get ready, I'll be downstairs"
In case you're lost, Jordan Vanessa's nephew. We're close.
And I get dressed
Do my hygiene
Do my makeup
and drive to Chino Hills Highschool.
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•lil boring. I'll update later.
•I got a volley ball tournament tmr and a bitch is sore.
•Go read the Kuz Book!!