I've got to be honest here, I was never the best basketball. My game didn't translate well from middle school to high school. On my middle school team, I was one of the best (humble brag), mostly because I was one of the tallest, and more athletic kids in my grade. Then I got to … Continue reading Air Ball
To preface this, I've still managed to never have been in a fight. I've come close a few times, but never has anyone's fist hit my face, stomach, or any other part of my body, other than my arm/shoulder/thigh. It was the middle of June, and it was hot. My church was having their annual … Continue reading The Time I Almost Got in a Fight
"Alright, listen up!" Coach Cramer said to us. "We're going to shake things up a bit since we are playing St. Johns.... Danny you're going to be our wide receiver, and Javy over here, is gonna be the starting quarterback." My eyes widened. My whole life, I wanted to be the QB. The one to … Continue reading That Time I Played QB
He was off shooting a basketball in the gym by himself during recess, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a group of girls walking his way. Standing there, he paused as they confronted him. In the distance he could see the girl he had a crush sitting on the stage waiting … Continue reading Three Day Girlfriend
It had been three days since she swiped right on Drew, and still nothing. She tried stalking him on Instagram just to be sure that he was real. But being armed with only a first name, she found her endeavors fruitless. She even went as far as to taking a screenshot of his profile so … Continue reading Dating App Pt. 2
She sat there mouth open in disbelief, looking down at her phone. On the screen was a picture of her boyfriend, Will and that bitch Miranda. He had finally been caught, after numerous times of convincing her that they were "just friends." "I knew it," she said as a tear began to fall from the … Continue reading Breaking Up
So you swiped right, now what? Does she have to message you first? Let's say she does. You message back and forth. You get her to laugh at a few of your jokes. A few days go by, then she gives you her number because she doesn't really go on there that much. You save … Continue reading First Date: Part 1
