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"Wanna play a game?" Brian suggested.

"Yeah, what's the harm? I can beat you at anything!" I saw the excitement in his blue eyes. I really never looked at them before. A light blue which was always full of electricity and adrenaline.

We got on the court. He looked at me. "You know you're gonna lose! It's best if you forfeit right here, right now."

"Try me, Junior!" I yelled in response. We started to play. He tried faking left, but I blocked him. He faked again and ran up to the basket. But missed!

"Argh! That was perfect!"

I grabbed the rebound and ran down to the other side of the court. I shot and scored from the three-point line. "Nothing but net!" I looked at him confident and teasing in the same tone, "Where were you, dude?"

"Coaching the basket back there." He pointed at the net. I laughed.

"Losers get next." I bounced the orange ball to Bri.

He went out and I covered him again. He casually walked down the court. He tried bouncing the ball around me, but no success. I deflected the ball and jogged down to my basket, shot and scored!

"SWISH!" I shouted triumphantly. I looked down and saw Brian just sitting there. "What's up with ya, B-Rok? Where's those fancy moves I've seen before?"

"I dunno. I suppose they flew out the window. If there was a window around here somewhere."

We played on. When the game ended, Brian beat me. 21-19. "The loser pays for lunch!" Brian was giddy.

"Okay, where to?" I jumped into the driver's side of the car.

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