His For A Year: The Basketball Lord's

ing him into a big hug. Jeez, standing beside

s around her back,

't you grown taller?" Woah, how w

acking his shoulder. "You've still not stop

upwards a little as he let he

t from the fact she took over her mom's hair color and he took over

over which I did, staring

was very muc

hree years and never heard a

reme similarities, I'd hav

my five foot seven self would be in

id of emotions while Katie grabb

tin, my brother." From the way she said it, there was no

n to do that, because I certai

t my best fri

H

me off, turning to Katie, "I just wanted to greet you before

brows f

cut me off? He just ac

as Katie's brother, I certa

bviously noting how annoyed I must b

just somebody. "Hey," then walked past me, the strong scen

an apologetic look. "What a

my tone, as I ensured to be

person like that. What was wrong with him? "I'm really sorry for his

brother?" My hands flew to my hips, lettin

m sorry I kept it fr

he trailed off, obviously s

iend me so they can actually meet with him. It's kind of tiring to see my friends always acting extra nice so they

e one of those who'd g

cially a sports celebrity? When I l

nship at all," she took my hands in hers, "come on, don't

, I knew she had a sensible reason to (though I was still a litt

s I'll just l

, throwing me into her

he'd released me from the hug, "I'm certain he doesn't even like

ly have forgotten abou

ating someone this holiday. It might

, "I'll co

*

vinced myself while dropping my lapto

oing to be

t the moment to learn about basketball. Because I was certain if I could write thi

straight to Google, typing 'h

n't going t

ould

aight to a YouTube video of an Indian woman tell

popped up on the scr

d's best basketball player and I

I had to resist the urge to just fast-forwar

sketball, I should know about the fa

a soldier uniform as she stood in fron

n disappointment, "how do you expect yoursel

t for myself by smacking it. "Suz

ou dare bark at me. I'm way be

d I'm going to write about ba

u moron," she rolled her eyes, "

looked so much like my sixth grade ma

ew the..." the woman's voice c

eriousl

ecked how long the vi

two min

idened in

that long? And what the