Romans & histoires Maki Slam Dunk

Makaila concluded as she took the tray of extra large pizza and drinks and walked to their table. "Took you long enough." Bethany snorted. Makaila ignored her again and that seemed to anger Bethany. Makaila placed the tray on their table. Bethany took her diet coke and made it slip so that it could pour on Makaila's cloths. Makaila gasp and quickly stepped back. The Coke also poured on her sneakers. They were her only pair of shoes. She was so frustrated, she almost started crying, in fact beads of tears were already coming out of her eye.

~ Distance doesn't mean I'm gone ~ POV: KAI ALEXANDER FLYNN The gym smelt like sweat and the scoreboard lights glowed as the rest of the team watched me play. The ball echoed through the gym as i landed yet another aggressive dunk. "Ohhhhh" Maverick cheered from the corner. "That's insane" I could hear the other guys on the team yell within themselves. I wiped the sweat from my forehead with the back of my wrist before walking over to meet Coach Ethan.

He didn't wave, but he gave me a sharp, definitive nod that sent a wave of absolute butterflies straight to my stomach. ​The game itself was high-voltage drama. Ashcroft was down by two in the final ten seconds. The crowd was screaming, the floorboards vibrating under my sneakers. Malik intercepted a pass at the baseline, drove the entire length of the court with an aggressive, terrifying speed, and rose into the air for a brutal, buzzer-beating dunk that literally shook the rim. ​The stadium erupted.