A Game of Basketball Pt. 3

The weekend arrived and I realized I left my phone in the locker room. Trying to get into the school when no one’s around is like trying to get into Fort Knox or Alcatraz. No way it was going to happen.

Without my phone, I had no way to contact Nicole and I desperately wanted to talk to her. Not for any reason in particular. I was lovesick and she was the cure. I sent her probably 8,000 emails. That was a bit of an exaggeration, but that’s what it felt like. And of course, no one checks their student email over the weekend.

Without much to do, I spent most of my time with my mother when she wasn’t at work. Apparently, she had a fun time with Miss Crandell.

I knew they were friends, but I had no idea they were that close. Well… I knew Miss Crandell had problems with her ex that my mother helped her through. To put it bluntly, her ex abused the shit out of her. A lot of times she’d even end up in the emergency room. That’s where they met. Obviously, I’m really not supposed to tell anyone about this.

My mom wasn’t really supposed to tell me this, but she needed to talk to someone about it. I only figured out it was Miss Crandell when I visited my mom in the hospital in the middle of June and saw her attending Miss Crandell who had bruises all over her neck and a black eye.

I sorta placed that memory in the back of my mind and forgot about until I saw her with my mother at the game.

Why on earth anybody would lay a finger on her is beyond me.

When I wasn’t with my mother, I spent a lot of time at the basketball court by my house. Working on different drills and techniques.

I get another one of those weird terrifying dreams Saturday night. It was just like the ones before it. World on fire, demons and what not. A familiar voice telling me to speak my name and claim my power… Whatever that means.

—-

Finally, Monday arrived!

Walking into school felt so strange for some reason. I literally felt like I was on cloud nine. I’m in love with my teammate!

However, as soon as I entered the school, something felt off. I felt every eye on me as I walked up to my locker. And as soon as I’d glance their way, they’d all look away. I heard my name whispered from a lot of different people’s mouths. People were watching something on their phones and as soon as I walked by they’d quickly hide their phone and act like nothings happening.

What the fuck is going on?

Walking into English class, Miss Crandell was at least happy to see me. “Good morning, Dave!”

“Morning Miss Crandell.” You know… The more that I think about it, she’s always been awfully friendly to me ever since the summer. My mother told me around the end of July that she finally left the fuck face that abused her. I didn’t know they were still in contact, but lone behold they’ve been going on dates…

That’s probably the reason she’s always been overly nice to me. And here I thought it was my charm.

As I took my seat, Nicole finally arrived. My heart literally felt like it was racing the Indy 500. Then she looked at me. The look on her face put a crack in my heart. It was cold and full of pain. What happened to the girl that fucked my ass for almost an hour after the game? The girl that said she loved me?

She took one glance at me and walked off to the opposite side of the room. Something’s not right.

She ignored me for the entire class.

When the bell finally rang, she darted out so fast, she was almost a blur.

“Nicole!” Chasing after her, I finally caught up to her.

“Oh, now you want to talk!” She says with her arms folded and a scowl on her face. Her short dark brown hair covering half her face.

“What the hell?” I ask.

“Don’t even talk to me! You ignored me all weekend ever since that video came out. Am I too gay to hang talk to now that everyone knows!?” She doesn’t even let me answer before storming off. What the fuck is she talking about? What video?

I better grab my phone. Heading to the locker room, I find it where I left it, in my locker. It’s only got 10 % battery left, which surprises me. These old smartphones never had the best batteries. Especially compared to the new glyph phones.

Unlocking the phone, I find almost 20 text messages from Nicole. And a mass text from a random number. Fuck me, this can’t be good…

Opening up the mass text, it’s a video. I press play.

“Suck that dick. Take it, Dave!”

Fuck my life! It’s a video of us having sex from the other night! What the fuck!? It must have been Finn that I heard last night! That fucking asshole! Who else would have done this? Jeremy maybe?

I shut the video off, not needing to watch the rest.

Then I read through Nicole’s texts. I can tell she was freaking out.

‘Dave, did you see the video!?’

A missed call from her.

‘Dave answer your phone!’

‘Please tell me you’re not ignoring me.’

‘Dave! Please talk to me!’

‘People are starting to say some horrible things on social media.’ Fuck, why didn’t I think about getting on social media…

‘Dave, please don’t ignore me.’

‘Fine… I guess all those things you said to me were just words.’

‘Did you even mean it when you said you loved me?’

‘If that’s how it’s going to be… Fine! Don’t talk to me… Ever!”

Huh… Fuck!

I’m going to kill whoever posted the video! It had to be Finn! That asshole would do anything to ruin Nicole.

Shit, I need to talk to Nicole first. Explain things.

—-

It feels like an eternity goes by before lunch happens. When the bell finally rings, I don’t even bother with grabbing food. I see Nicole rush through the Cafeteria, people are pointing at her and whispering to each other. I run up to her and grab her arm, pulling her to me.

Before she can even say anything, I pull her into a kiss in front of everyone. My hand slides down her arm and I interlock my fingers with hers as my tongue slips into her mouth. I caress her cheek with my other hand and she grabs my wrist, sliding her hand up against mine.

The cafeteria goes silent, but none of them matter to me. Just the girl whose lips are pressed against mine. It’s like we’re in our own separate world. A world apart from all the assholes who want to hurt her.

When we finally break apart, her green eyes glow with life as she stares into mine. “I left my phone in the locker room,” I whisper to her.

“That’s my boy!” Donny screams as the entire cafeteria erupts in into cheers.

Finally pulled back into reality. I remember where we’re at. Looking around the cafeteria, all eyes are on us.

With Nicole’s hand in mine, I turn to address the crowd. “That’s right everyone, I’m in love with this girl here!” I hold up Nicole’s hand. “And taking it up the ass gave me the best orgasm I’ve ever had!”

“Dude, that’s what I said!” Donny says. “I’ve been shoving things up my butt for years!”

“Ewwww!” I hear a bunch of girls express their disgust.



Anna gets up and hugs Nicole. “I’m so happy for you! You two are such a cute couple!”

Surprisingly Nicole hugs her back. Am I missing something? Since when have they been friends.

Finally, Anna pulls away and grabs Jess, her redheaded lover. “By the way everyone, I’m gay! And I’m in love with Jessica!”

“We know!” Jason shouts. “That’s old news!” The room erupts into laughter.

Anna’s face burns brightly red.

“But if you two want to have an epic romantic kiss, be my guess…” Jason adds.

Anna looks at Jess and in one swift motion, she pulls the redhead into a deep passionate kiss as her hands wrap around Jess’s neck as the pale redhead wraps her arms around Anna’s waist. If I thought the cheers were loud before, I’m sure the decibel level could have broken a record at any concert. Even some of the teachers come out to see what the hell’s going on. I see Miss Crandell turn bright red.

Finally, they broke off.

As the commotion dies down, the principal warns us about public displays of affection and everything sorta goes back to normal.

I look back at Nicole, her hand still attached to mine. “I don’t know about you, but I’m starving.”

“Yeah… no kidding.” She looks up at me with those sparkling green eyes. “Dave… I’m sorry for freaking out and assuming the worst. I should have…”

I put my finger to her lips. “It’s okay, I understand… Being transgender isn’t easy, I’m sure a lot of people have hurt you and it takes its toll.”

I place my hand on her cheek. Her skin is so soft. She places her hand on mine. I look into those soft green eyes. “I will never hurt you.”

She wraps her arms around my waist and buries her face in my chest. I hold her tight, running my fingers through her soft lush brown hair.

As we grab something to eat Jeremy heads over to us. “What the fuck do you want?” I ask him.

“Dude, I’m sorry! Josh and Finn crossed the line,” he says. “I had no idea they recorded a video of you guys.”

I hear Nicole take a sharp breath.

He turns to Nicole. “I also owe you an apology for how I’ve treated you.”

His gaze falls to the floor. “I… I just… My brother is trans and my parents kicked him out of our house and I… I took their side over his… I was just so afraid of disappointing my parents.”

Wow… I didn’t know Jeremy was going through all that. I guess I really don’t know my teammates as well as I thought I did.

“As soon as he came out as a transgender woman, my parents were furious. They said he embarrassed them.”

“Don’t you mean her?” Nicole corrects him.

“Yeah… sorry. It’s hard when you grow up with someone you’ve known as Anthony and all of a sudden their name is now Keira it’s hard to make the change in your mind,” Jeremy admits.

“Wait a sec… Your sister is Keira!?” Nicole asks.

“Yeah… why?” he asks.

“I met her in my transgender support group over the summer! She’s helped me out so much!” Nicole practically screams.

“No way! I can’t believe you know my bro… I mean sister!” Jeremy states in disbelief.

“You need to talk to her!” Nicole demands. “She told me about her family, but she never mentioned any names. She struggled a long time to come to terms with it.”

“I’ve thought about contacting her for a long time, I just don’t know how… And ever since she changed her number, I don’t have her new one,” he says.

“I have her number! Here.” She grabs her phone and pulls up Keira’s number and shows Jeremy. He eagerly punches it in his own phone.

“Thank you! You have no idea how much this means to me!” Jeremy says as he rushes off.

“Small world, huh?” I smirk.

“Yeah, you have no idea!” She shoots me the biggest grin ever as her hand slips down and squeezes my butt.

“Say… how about after practice you come over and have dinner at my house? I’m sure we can get in a quickie when my mom goes to bed or something.” I wink at her.

“Yeah! I’d love to!” she says excitedly.

“Cool, I’ll shoot my mom a text letting her know.”

As we grab our food and walk out into the cafeteria, the basketball table is packed. “Dave! Nicole! Over here!” Anna shouts as she makes room for two more chairs.

I nod and we make our way over there. “By the way, since when have you and Anna been friends?”

“Since after the party,” she admits.

“What!?”

“Yeah, after you gave me your sob story, Anna and Jess came up to me and explained everything. Since then the three of us have become really good friends. In fact, I’ve spent a lot of time at Anna’s house.”

“Wow… My mind is officially blown! Wait a sec… You gave me such a hard time for so long after the party!”

“Yeah, and you deserved it! After you started drinking with the team, you ignored me for pretty much the rest of the night!”

“Sorry! You’re right, I’m an asshole!”

“Well… you’re my asshole! Or at least your asshole is mine to fuck!” She gives me a wink and a playful slap on the ass as we take our seats next to Anna, Jess, and a few other girls.

“Okay, the four of us are definitely going on a double date!” Anna states immediately after we sit down.

“That would be awesome!” Nicole says with excitement.

“Don’t you think we should go on a single date before we go on a double date?” I ask her.

Everyone at the table breaks out into giggles. “Yeah, probably,” Nicole says as she leans into me, placing her hand on my thigh which makes my dick jump.

“Oh, by the way, winter formal is right around the corner!” Anna says. “We definitely need to do something huge! It’s our senior year!”

“Definitely!” says the brunette, sitting across from me. I think her name is Claire, but with a school this large it’s hard to remember everyone’s name. “We should get a limo! Or at least a party bus!”

“I mean it’s not prom, but that would be totally cool!” Anna says.

“Imagine the look on everyone’s face when we show up in a limo!” The brunette says.

“Let’s do it!” Anna says excitedly.

“Don’t you guys think you’re going a little overboard? I mean… like you said, it’s only the winter formal,” I ask.

“Dave, how do you want to remember your senior year?” Anna asks.

“I want to remember winning the state championship,” I argue.

“Why did I even ask you,” Anna sighs. “What about you, Nicole?”

“Like as an outside perspective?” Nicole asks and I can tell she’s uncomfortable.

“No, like someone who’s actively participating,” Anna says. “Obviously you’re coming with us! You’re apart of the group now! Besides, we’re both apart of the LGBTQ society now! We’ve got to stick together!”

“Anna, you’ve been gay for like 3 weeks,” I inform her.