Love & Basketball Page #5

I got this. Play smart.

Don't put that out there.

- What?

- Reaching in.

No! Come on, ref.

White, 3-2... reaching in.

One and one.

Bull!

Let it go.

It's all right.

Just get it back.

One shot.

Let's go, Monica.

Take this all the way.

It's all you, Mon.

Let's go.

Come on, come on, Mon.

Get there.

You just need to get there.

Come on, you need this.

Please.

Foul, foul, foul!

Holding.

That's five.

That's OK.

You played hard.

It's all right, Monica.

It might help

if you didn't look so evil.

I don't even want to go.

Talk to me.

Go look in my top drawer

and bring Grandmother's pearls.

Tonight...

don't worry

about yesterday's game...

or the recruiters

or anything else.

I just want you

to enjoy being beautiful.

Will you do that?

Here you go, Ma.

Thanks, sweetie.

Do you really think

I'm beautiful?

Honey, hush.

Can I take your coat?

You're cold?

No. I mean,

I can check it for you.

Sorry.

Your sister wasn't lying.

Damn. Hold up.

Well, I see you made it.

You don't look half bad.

You, either.

What's up, black? Jason.

Damn, girl.

I didn't know Nike made dresses.

Guess we'll see you later.

So, you like school?

High school was cool.

I don't remember the sisters

being as find as you, though.

Girl, how come

you're so stressed?

Sorry.

No. I'm having

a good time with you.

So what I do have to do

to make you have a good time?

My mouth is kind of dry.

Then I'll get you some punch.

Don't jet while I'm gone and

leave a glass slipper behind.

There we go.

Oh, man.

You having fun?

Damn d.j. Is fresh.

Who is this clown?

He ain't Spalding.

Guess not.

So, you took Shawnee, huh?

It was late. She asked.

You want to dance?

Sure.

What?

Early night for you,

isn't it?

Should be

asking you the same...

after your big date

with college boy and all.

Where'd y'all go after?

- Mulholland Drive.

- Figures.

So, what dead-end street

did you and Shawnee hit?

None of your business.

I'm sure she kept her word

and left you satisfied.

That's what you think, huh?

After you left, I told Shawnee

it was time to go...

drove her ass straight home.

After she told me...

I was the dumbest brother

in the world, I took off.

I was sitting in

Jason's ride with him...

And he was kissing on me

and feeling on me and...

It was really bugging me,

'cause I couldn't remember

how many offensive boards

I had in the championship.

And then I guess

he got sort of tired of me...

"accidentally"

Kneeing him in the balls.

- Four.

- What?

You had four

offensive rebounds.

Hold up a second.

What's up?

USC.

It was on my desk

when I came home.

What you waiting for?

Can you...?

You sure?

All right.

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