testing the waters ➳ stephen curry & klay thompson ✔️

Chapter 32- Interference

*Tae's POV*

"You DO know, that's called being a hoe right?" Wadeline says, cocking her head at Alexandra.

"It's not if he looks single." Alexandra shoots back. 

"How can someone look single?" I asked her, I'm actually really curious about this answer. 

"Momma just knows." She says, resting her back on the back of the bleacher. 

"Who are you anyway?" One of the girls asked. 

I take a deep breath and look up at Stephen, who's taking a break, drinking gatorade from his squirt bottle. He might of noticed me looking at him, because he smiles and winks. But the scary part is, I don't know if he was looking at me or Alexandra. She turns around, with a very satisfied look on her face & Wadeline scoffs. 

"Yeah, who are you? I see you with him a lot, at games and outside of the arena." Alex says flipping her hair, hitting one of the other cheerleaders in the face with it. 

"I am ummm.." I trailed off. What am I? "I am his friend. We're really close. Practically best friends." I say this and Wadeline interrupts, 

"Yeah they are like the best of friends." then she smirks at me, and I pinch her. 

"I am also head photographer, at Sports Illustrated Magazine. There's really not much to know about me."  I said, putting my head down. 

"Except that  she's Stephen's roommate and best friend." Taylor adds in. 

Alexandra's eyes get wide, and her friends just stare blankly in my face.

"So you and him are... Close?" She says looking at me in amazement. 

"Ah yeah."

"Does he ever say anything about me?" She says leaning in, as if she could hear me any better being a hell of a lot closer. 

"Not at all." I said scratching my head. 

"Wow, that's lame.." She says looking at the brown skinned girl next to her. She whispers something into her ear, and they both nod their heads in agreement. 

"Maybe you could put her through the door?" The brown skinned girl said, like she was un sure. Maybe she somehow knew she was crossing my line of comfort. 

Wadeline busts out laughing and slaps my shoulder. "Go ahead." She says laughing hard as fuck. I shoot her a death glare, then I look at Stephen, who's looking over here in confusion. Taylor waves him off, and Alex stares hard at him, after he looks away. 

"See he's even checking for me. He know I'm his boo." She says with a goofy smile. "And that means hook me up if you didn't understand chica." 

"Yeaaaah, I'm not gonna do that." I said, taking a few snaps with my camera. 

"And why not?" She says and everyone looks at me. 

At that moment, I didn't really know what I was going to say next. I knew I had to make up a lie, cause technically I was still engaged to Blake and everybody knew that. 

"You're just not his type." I lied &Taylor pinches me. 

"Well I think I am his type, screenshots don't lie." Alex says, fist bumping one of her friends. 

"What screenshots you have?" Wadeline says, a little too loud for her own good. I put my hands over her mouth, and Alex scrolls through pictures on her phone. When she finds the one that she thinks is the best, I guess. She hands the phone to me and we all lean in and read what's on the screen.