3 days later
Chris grabbed the ball and took the shot.
"Good shot, Brown. Break!" Coach yelled. He walked out the gym leaving his players for their break.
Chris took a spot on the bench and grabbed the towel and wiped the sweat off his face. He was finally ready for the game. Ever since he came back to Miami he put all the drama and other things to the back of his mind.
He was focused on ball but he still felt like something was missing. It was messing with his mind that he had trouble sleeping at night.
He wasn't worried though.
He got his second chance of ball and he couldn't be anymore grateful.
"Wassup Brown." Travis voice became present.
Chris gave off a nod and continued wiping the sweat off his neck and face.
"What's up with you? You've been quiet the entire practice. Every
