Jake West Basketball Novels & Stories

I ask when he grabs his car keys. "To Nate's we're going out to watch the basketball game together." "Cool, Uhnmm let me go with you. Haven't hang out with Jake alone for a while." I say. My brother's best friend Nate happens to be Jake's older brother one of the many reasons Jake and I became friends. Jake and I have known each since we were babies. And now he's Zack's best friend and Paula's boyfriend. We drive to Jake's house and head inside. "The most beautiful girl in the whole of L.A," Nate says high fiving me.

I mean, I'm not exactly the most popular or wealthy girl in school. But Asher didn't seem to care what his friends thought, and when one of the jock made an offensive comment by saying, "What we you doing with that is ranked wolf bro? What happened to Brittany and the squad? Heard you rejected her for this loser," He said, and I frowned. It was Jake, the leader of the school's basketball team. He was 6 ft tall, had blonde hair, multiple piercings on his ears, eyebrows, nose, lips, and random places on his face. He was one of the boys that girls would scream and run after.

"In fact, this guy's a bit of a burden. The Principal told me to babysit him." As Ever eyed him, West held out his hand for him to shake, a small smile beginning to cave its way into his face. The charm in it made something jolt in my chest. "Hi, I'm West." "Just West?" Troy asked jokingly, making me realise that I didn't know if it was his first name or last. "Yeah, just West. My dad's a serious hippie." That's questionable. I love it. "I used to be a point guard at my last school. Your team's really good, but your defense needs serious work."

West shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly, “Then you shouldn’t be worried. Instead, you should be happy for me. I’ve already started my professional basketball career, and my dream of becoming one of the best basketball players in the world will soon come true.” Emily pursed her lips in annoyance. She pulled the car over in front of West’s house, and he got out without saying a word to her. He walked straight toward the house. This made Emily purse her lips unhappily. She watched as he opened the front door and went inside. Then she started the car, reversed, and sped off. When West stepped inside the house, he didn’t find his parents watching a movie as usual. He went to his room to

He got up and yelled. "I am sorry, I just wanted to be part of the team". Jake was more annoyed now. He walked towards him and faced him. "I know what you are trying to do here but it won't work. You probably don't even know how to play basketball in the first place. So get your ass out of here before I do something you don't like." He warned Jonathan and walked away from him. "What is wrong with a junior asking his senior to teach him something he is not good at huh" Jonathan yelled.

We pull apart and I stare pridefully at them, three brothers, just like four years ago except we have come so far and we are not the same people anymore. "How's the study going?" I ask Jake and he shrugs casually. Jake is doing his masters in web designing and networking at Stanford University and has been gone for months because he got a job close to the university and he only returned to be at my wedding. "It's really going great, Taylor." I give him a deep double meaning look before asking, "Is there a girl you want me to meet?" A blush appears on his cheeks and nod. "Her name is Blake, Blake Noble."

Madison and Jacob both questioned him at the same time. “The student records are showing that you haven’t completed any courses here at West Lakes.” Mr. Abbott rubbed his face and looked back at the screen once again, hoping that he misread what he just saw. After another look, he looked up at the two students, whose jaws seemingly had hit the floor with this bit of news.

"But you hate basketball..." "My brother bores me with basketball lectures almost everyday of my life .I am used to it..."I begun talking about LTB been my favourite basketball team in the world , Drake Harrison and been the best baskettballer in the country and the upcoming season when I noticed she was yawning and very sleepy. "I think that's all for today Jemima, you should go to be..." "I am sorry Drake, i am just tired.The arguments and the wine worn me out..." She yawned.

◆◆◆ Chapter 1 ◆◆◆ I was eighteen years old, freshly graduated, and completely unprepared for Theo Morrison. My stepbrother Jake had been talking about his best friend for years. He was the hockey legend who'd gone semi-pro before a knee injury brought him back home to coach at our high school. I'd been away at boarding school, so I'd never met him. Until move-in day for my senior year equipment pickup. "Come on, Scar, I need to grab my gear," Jake said, pulling me toward the athletic complex. "Theo's usually there on Saturdays."

“Oh, right. I know she is an Omega, and I can understand why you must be protective of her, but I care about her. And I know I can treat her right.” “Are you in the university?” Declan asks. “No, I, uh… Well I was…” Jake’s fingers dance nervously on the back of his notecards. “I dropped out.” “What do you do for work, then?” Hugh asks. “I work in my dad’s garage. He fixes cars.” “Are you a mechanic?” Wes asks. “Uh… no. I answer the phones,” Jake replies. He lowers his head, embarrassed. “You want to father Ollie’s children,” Declan says and I cringe hearing it aloud again. “How do you expect to support them longterm?”