Chapter 6-Milan
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Monday, the most boring day of the week. Our uniform consists of a white shirt and dark blue pants and blazers and a dark blue tie with white stripes.
I enter for the morning periods and I go straight to my school advisor's office Maria.
Every Monday mornings ten minutes before tea break, I meet her.
I knock on the door and she tells me to get in, so I do as she says.
"Morning Milan" she says giving me a warm smile.
"Morning" I reply whilst sitting down on the chair.
"How was the game last Friday?" She asks.
"Have I ever lost a game?" I ask with an ego.
"Ofcourse not, but I heard of what happened in the court"
My jaws harden upon remembering what happened.
"Troy was being such an asshole and I didn't wanna pass him the fuckin ball."
"What really happened?"
"He said something I didn't like, he called me a looser and I wanted to knock some sense into him which costed me the last goal and I had to face my dad's f****d up attitude."
I explain. Maria sighs and looks at me warmly.
"Oh Milan, sometimes it's good to talk your problems out" Maria says.
"So they can know my weaknesses right?" I shake my head whilst giving a scoff.
"No chance, I don't give a damn whether they hate me or not or whether my dad thinks I'm not good enough because I know I'm the best."
"But Mi.."
Maria is cut by the bell.
"There goes the bell" I say getting up ready to leave.
"Maybe you should try talking to your psychiatrist, she might help you out with your problems." Maria says as I'm about to leave the room. I just shake my head and then turn.
"See you again next Monday."
I then exit the office and get to the corridor which leads to the lockers.
From there, I go to my table. It's called the VIP table because only people with a name out there seat there. For example I play basketball, so does Troy and Brandon. Then there's Sasha, you got that right, my ex. Well she's a model working for a certain brand and she's miss popular along with her two friends Chloe and Zoey. Then there's Brandon's girlfriend Lexi, Dim, Zoey's cousin and Tyler, Troy's friend.
There was a time whereby I and Troy used to be cool with each other, but it all changed when he decided to betray me and take Sasha from me.
I have my food quietly as everyone else is busy with their own stories.
"Sasha's house is so big right Milan?"
Troy asks me whilst touching my arm. I know Troy very well, he's just saying it to remind me that Sasha's my past. I try to hold my temper even though I'm very annoyed.
"Why don't you ask her yourself, she's right here." I say signing to Sasha.
"Easy bruh, we just joking with you, everyone knows yours the biggest."
Everyone agrees, I'm so pissed off right now, so before I create a scene I think of something.
"Excuse me." So I get my stuff and excuse myself from them.
I go to my locker and check my time table. It says Biology, so I set up for my Biology class. I see Sasha and Troy passing through the hallway whilst holding hands, I just shake my head and get to my destination. I take my Biology book and read the day's topic in advance. Finally the bell goes and in no time the class is filled with people.
"Hi deskmate." A familiar voice says to me. I look up and see Sasha smiling at me whilst sitting next to me. Could the day get any worse...my ex is my Biology class deskmate and we're not allowed to change. Troy doesn't take Biology. Damn this is is going to be a long year.
"Oh Mil, you need to get rid of this attitude of yours." Sasha says.
Mr Smith gets in and the class doesn't even notice coz they're busy with their own business.
"Good morning class" he says and everyone's attention switch to him. The class just looks at him and nobody replies.
"I didn't hear that" Mr Smith says holding his ear.
"Good morning class " he repeats and only a few people reply.
"So today's topic is plant tropism." He says whilst writing on the board and people take out their writing materials.
Sasha yawns.
"I'm so exhausted, I'll get someone copy my notes." Then she touches me on the arm.
"Wake me when sir's done copying the notes.
She leans against me and sleeps.
I watch as the rest of the week goes by...
THURSDAY
After school I go for practice at ground . Only Troy and Brandon are on my team from Montana high school, the rest of the team members are from different parts of the country.
We start practicing but I'm so lost in thought. I feel like everyone hates me.
"Milan what's wrong with you, these days you seem to be so lost in thought.
I snap back to reality.
"I'm alright coach." I tell him even though I know I'm not.
"I'll believe that. Just so you know, you're a star player and wherever your mind should be, should always be in the court during the game."
Coach Maurice says holding my shoulder.
"I believe in you more than you believe yourself, so always stay positive."
"Thanks coach."
"That's all it takes to make it to the NBA. Now everyone.." coach Maurice snaps.
"Take your positions.
FRIDAY
After having all my classes I go straight home. Like all Friday nights, my parents and Daryn leave for dinner elsewhere and I remain home alone. I haven't contacted Real yet cuz I don't want to look stalker-ish . I go outside the house and smoke a cigarette. Then I decide to go for a long drive coz I have a lot going on in my head. Today I and Sasha were supposed to go for NF's concert, so since she's no longer my girl I don't know what to do with the tickets. I stop my Jeep at the gas station and set out for the ATM machine. I cash out some cash and as I'm coming out I count my money and bump into someone and the person almost falls.
"Sorry." I say because it was literally my fault.
"Watch your way buddy." The girl says pushing her curly hair at the back and kneeling to pick her stuff. Upon seeing her face, I quickly recognise her.
"Real, right?" I say to her, she quickly gets up.
"Lan!" She says with excitement.
She's wearing a white tee and jean pants.
It's today that I realise her body is a bomb. She has wide hips and they come with an a*s. Her body's more like Kim K's only that I don't know whether she's real or plastic. Whatever it is, this girl's a bomb and it comes with her cute face and dimples. I kneel down and help her pick the rest of her stuff.
"Thanks" she says after I hand her the last thing.
"It's ok, it was my fault." I say.
We start walking side to side.
"Actually I thought I'd never see you again" Real says.
"Me either."
"Well... atleast you you had a chance, you even have my digits. Should've texted me, I was waiting for your text."
"Really?"
"Yes..I mean I thought you'd be my friend, but that was just my thinking."
"You wanted to be my friend?"
"Yes... but if you have a problem with that, then it's ok."
"No, no it's ok.."
"What the hell took you this long then?"
"I didn't know you wanted to be my friend." I say to her.
"Why didn't you call me?"
"I was thinking about it, I didn't want to you know, look stalky" I tell her.
What I like about Real is that she's honest and speaks the truth. She says her mind out. That's the kind of friend I need right now. Someone who'll be honest with me even if it might hurt.
"Wanna stop somewhere and grab something to eat?" I ask her.
"Would've said no, but I don't got a choice, so sure."
We both c***k up and set out for Sebastian's cafè.
"So... what were you doing out here?" I ask her after taking a sip from my milkshake.
"Just wanted to find someone to buy me dinner."
"Damn."
"That's this week's budget." She says.
"Such a psycho "
"Hey" Real's face frowns.
"Don't call me that, I'm just trying to survive on my own."
"Do you f**k with all the guys who take you out?"
"Ew no, date isn't equal to sleeping with someone. Can't f**k with someone I don't date."
"Pretty smart Huh" I say smiling at her.
"Don't tell me you're single, coz I don't believe you." I say giving her a smirk.
"Well I am."
"How many ex's d'ya got?"
"Well.. let's leave the past behind." She says giving me a warm smile.
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