Chapter Four
"What's up, Brit?" Brian asked when Chris's car pulled up to his house.
"Nothing much. You?"
"I'm ready to play some basketball!" he shot from about where the three point line would be, and made it in.
"Good shot!" Brittney commented.
"Do you play?"
"I've played some basketball in my day."
Brian threw her the ball and she shot it from about the same spot Brian had. Nothing but net. Some guys that were already there were checking her out and were amazed at her shot. Chris went over and talked to them, explaining that she wasn't looking for a boyfriend, and wouldn't be any time soon. She had come strictly to play basktball.
"You wanna play horse until the rest of the guys get here?" Brian asked Brittney.
"Sure," she said.
After their basketball game, everyone went inside to watch a movie. Brittney told Chris that she'd rather go on home than watch a movie with a bunch of older guys. He just rubbed it in her face that he had warned her about something like this happening. She got mad at him and went to go sit with Brian.
"What are you so sore about?" he asked.
"Chris. He's being a huge pain in the butt," she explained.
"Lemme guess, you wanna go home?"
"Well, yeah."
"He doesn't want to take you home because he thinks that it'll make him look bad."
"oh, wow. What an excuse," she said sarcasticaly.
They sat and watched the movie, and then some people started going home.
****The rest of this chapter and more of this story is coming soon!****
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