"Erin, I'm open!" A redheaded guy yelled at me.
I quickly passed the ball to him and glanced at the countdown.
We were down to the last 60 seconds with a score of 1-1.
It's up to whoever shoots the ball first, be it my gang or the opposing basketball team.
"Erin!" A dark-haired pretty boy passed the ball back to me and I tried to give it a shot even though I was basically 20 feet away from the ring.
Miraculously, the ball went in and the crowd went wild.
I could hear people shouting 'Kramer' all over and over again. Mostly girls.
"I think your fan club just expanded." The dark-haired boy told me.
"It's not fair that you have WAY more fangirls than us. You're not even a boy." The redhead sighed.
"Forget the labels. It's not my fault I attract women." I sh
