Catfish 2 | Kyle Kuzma

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Danielle

The sun shines through my window and I wake up with a loud groan.

I walk to my bathroom and I look in the mirror.

I have a bunch of dried tear stains on my face, my hairs a mess, and I'm in desperate need of a shower.

I grab a towel and an outfit and I take a long hot shower.

After I'm done, I brush my teeth and I put on lotion and deodorant.

I do my hair up in a bun.

I put on my clothes and some make-up before taking a few pictures.

The litghting in this bathroom is bomb.

 
I walk around Kyle's house and I look around for him.

I check his room, he's not there.

His bathroom, not there.

Outside, nope.

I walk up to the second story of his house.

I look all around up there. No Kyle.

"Where the fuck is he?" I asked myself as I walk around the house.

I hear music further down the hall.

As I get closer I hear a basketball bouncing.

"Does he have an indoor basketball court?" I asked excitedly.

I walk towards the end of the hall and I see Kyle shooting the basketball.

The ball bounces off the rim and I run and get the rebound.

"Good morning!" I say bouncing the ball.

"Morning." Kyle says, a small laugh escapes his mouth.

I dribble the ball some more and I shoot a jumper from the free throw line.

I make the shot.

Kyle grabs the rebound and he takes a shot.

"Have you ever heard of change?" I asked looking at him.

"Yep,"

"Give me my change, Ugly!"

"Come get the ball then!" Kyle responds a smirk on his face.

I jog over to him and I reach for the ball.

He pivots and moves the ball away from me.

I roll my eyes reaching for the ball again.

He does the same thing.

"Quit it, Kuzma!" I whine.

"Okay, fine." He holds the ball up over his head.

I jump up and I can't reach the ball.

"Just take it!" I give up.

Kyle laughs and hands me the ball.

I shoot a three and I airball it.

Kyle catches it and makes a layup.

"That was a pass!" I giggle.

"Sure it was!" Kyle pokes my side causing me to scream.

"Let's play a game. First to five."

"Ten," Kyle argued.

"Fifteen!" I say back.

"Twenty!"

"Hell no, fifteen."

"Fine. You start with the ball." Kyle says.

I shake my head no. "I started last time, remember?"

"Yeah, but your a girl and my mother told me 'it's always ladies first', so..."  He passes me the ball.

I dribble to my right and I do a crossover.

Kyle plays light defense on me and I easily get around him for a layup.

I make it. "One to zero!"

Kyle checks the ball to me.

I pump fake and Kyle jumps. I quickly dribble the ball a little to the left and I shoot a three.

I miss the shot but I grab my rebound and I make another layup.

"Three to zero," I smirk at Kyle. "You like the number zero or somethin? You sure are stuck on it!"

Kyle laughs.

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"How come you never post up?" Kyle asked. "I post you up."

"Because, your a guy!" I say.

"So," Kyle replies.

"If I post you up then my booty will be all up on your dick and I'm not finna do that!" I smile at him.

"But, it'll feel nice!" He winks at me.

"Ew,"

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We continue to play and I actually beat Kyle.

I do my victory dance as I say 'I win' over and over again.

"I wasn't actually playing, Shorty!"

"A win is a win!" I smile at him.

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