Danielle
After Kyle and I play basketball, I go inside of the house to take a shower.
Yeah, Kyle and I are both very competative, so playing him in basketball was harder than I thought it would be.
Kyle ended up beating me, but if I were a boy, I would've beat him.
After my shower, I go find Kyle.
He is in Cameron's room playing with him.
I smile at the two of them.
So cute... the baby that is.
I continue to stare at them.
I guess Kyle's cute too!
I walk over to Kyle and I slip a ten dollar bill in his pocket.
He looks at me and he shakes his head handing the money back to me.
"Keep it,"
"A bet is a bet!" I hand the money back over to him.
"Okay, I guess," he reponds putting the money in his pocket.
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The next day, I wake up to see a ten dollar bill on the dresser.
"Huh?" I reach out for the money and I see a note lying next to it.
I would never take any money from you -Ky <3
Well, that just made him ten times cuter.
Ky?
I mean, I know it stands for Kyle, but the name keeps on repeating in my head.
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Bornballer🏀: my name?
Danniduhh 💛💜: yes. Ur name..u know, that thing ur parents gave u wen u were born (just encase u didn't know) 😊
Bornballer🏀: um, its Ky
Danniduhh💛💜: Ky? Is it like short for somethin?
Bornballer🏀: no, my name is Ky
Danniduhh💛💜: okay, nice to meet you Ky. Im Danni.
Bornballer🏀: Wazzup Danni..nice to meet you
Bornballer🏀: Imma call you Shorty, K Shorty?
Danniduhh💛💜: see what you not finna do is call me shorty!
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"Ahaha, Kyle was scary as hell!" I say to myself.
I think back to when Kyle and Lonzo and I were all in the car on our way back from the hospital and it makes sence now.
Kyle stopped himself from calling me Shorty and he called me Danielle.
"Kyle!" I call for him.
He comes into the living room where I am. "What's up, are you okay?"
"Question," I repond.
"What is it?" Kyle asked sitting down next to me.
I look at him and he looks at me.
I bite my lip before finally speaking. "You used to call me Shorty!"
Kyle's face lights up when I say those words. "I did, you rembered?"
I nod my head yes.
"That's good!"
"Yeah, it is," I reply.
My heart beat starts to quicken as Kyle and I stare at each other.
We've been staring at each other a lot lately.
Why have we been doing that so often?
