Wade's Basketball Shoes の小説・ストーリー

She’d have to spend her scorekeeping money and everything else she’d been saving up for the last few years to afford something this nice, but the effect was worth it. “Now, here’s hoping Dee Dee’s shoes fit,” Zoey said, looking at her equally stunning blonde friend. “You have to have Keds, Beth. You can’t wear your old sneakers or your mom’s knock off Walmart brand.” “Right,” Beth noted, taking the offered pair of sparkling white Keds from Dee Dee and sliding them on. Since Dee Dee was also a statue compared to Beth, her feet were a size bigger, but with two pairs of socks on, they fit okay. Beth breathed a sigh of relief.

[63. All the best.] At the changing room, the basketball players were changing themselves into their Jersey. Dae put on his socks after he wore the jersey and shorts. He stared at the two shoes in front of him, one bought by Chau and the other by Aroon. He was still confused which one he should wear for the match. Right then Phet managed to somehow sneak into the room. "Dae..are you ready?", Phet almost shouted in excitement. "Oh Phet...which of these shoes should I wear ?", Dae asked.

"Is it true you've been acting as a very responsible basketball coach for Alice in the show?" Wade bobbed his head with his usual honesty. "But she doesn't have enough talent for it, which is why she's progressing rather slowly." "...That's a dating show. You seriously think she's learning basketball skills because she wanna be versatile or get a place on the national basketball team or a NBA team?" After hearing the pointed question from Jessica, Wade was at a loss for words, an expression of half comprehension on his face. He thought, 'Jessica does seem to have a point...'

John assured me, but even his voice had an edge to it. Glancing at my brother, I could see Irving was just as rabid as Jericho about getting Wade. Understandable given what Sakina did to his mate. I tried those stupid calming breathing exercises. Yeah, those are for people with patience. Jericho and me? We don’t have that. As we pulled up the horseshoe driveway to Wade’s contemporary home, the heavy oak door opened, and Wade stepped out. He looked like he was going for a run or the gym dressed in the pack-issued tearaway shorts and a muscle shirt.

Wade’s prowess as an Olympic champion was evident, his every move sharp and fierce, with each shot cutting through the air with intense force. Isabella didn’t dare to be distracted and put all her effort into defending against Wade’s attacks. After just a few rallies, she began to feel the strain. Sweat streamed down her cheeks, hanging at the tips of her eyelashes. A drop of sweat entered her eye with a blink, causing a stinging pain that made her involuntarily close her eyes. In that split second, Wade’s shot came with powerful force, like a wild beast charging towards her. Isabella thought to herself, this tricky shot would definitely be impossible to return. It’s over; she was about to l

“I am NOT staying here with you!” Wade still said nothing as he did something entirely odd. He tugged one of her boots off and then the other, as they dropped to the floor with loud thumps while he kept his stride all the way. Kanda felt a tiny bit of alarm. My boots? When we’re in this big mess he made, he takes my boots? Where is his apologizing and trying to explain? Not that I would listen. The low down skunk! Oh, I believed him too! Saying how babe-o-luscious I was when he had a woman like that? What a fool I’ve—

He did take notice. "No way! He's my brother." "Okay. What kinds of shoes do you want to see?" "Sports…" "Okay. Do you know how big his feet are?" I nodded and told him the size of Ash's feet. "Which colour would you like to purchase? Do you have any favourites?" "I'm not familiar with shoes. Do you know what colour works best for basketball?" The guy who works in the shoe store picked up a pair and showed me while saying, "This one will do. Do you enjoy it?"

He told her. “Okay..” But at this time she was not having any expectations. She heard what those sales associates said. It meant that students from their school have come as well. Keenan took her to another shoe store. However, this place sold more sneakers rather than sandals or dance shoes. A pair of shoes caught her attention. She liked its neutral look as it could be paired with any clothes. It was a white Adidas with the three stripes a heel tab and a rubber shell toe. Seeing the brand, she could already guess that it would be expensive. Still, she tried it on, and checked in the mirror.

"Sila din yung nasa basketball area kanina diba" "Sya ba yung anak ni mrs Demopolous at ni mrs Miller?" "Oo nga noh. What a nice family combination" "Lets go?" Aya ni Wade sa akin Habang naglalakad kami ay walang sawa kong tinitignan ang Doreamon stuff toy na napanalunan ni Wade kanina "Ang cute cute talaga ni Doreamon" ulit ko "Of course they are" nakangiti nyang sagot

Early the next morning, I stood before a full-length mirror, clad in a custom-tailored black gown that would not be out of place at an Italon mafia funeral. However, I loved it. Wade was in his wheelchair, his mask still in place, hiding half his face. Yet, his eyes had lost the darkness from the day before. It was replaced by a lazy amusement, as if he were an audience to a play. "Ready?" he asked. "Yes," I answered as I donned a black veil hat that hid half my face, leaving only my chin with its fiery red lips visible.