My Heart to Keep by S.B. Alexander

Author:S.B. Alexander [Alexander, S.B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Raven Wing Publishing
Published: 2020-06-11T18:30:00+00:00

I had been having Quinn withdrawals for weeks. We’d FaceTimed a few nights ago. That had been the best day ever. I kept touching the screen, hoping by some miracle I could actually put my hand through it and feel her soft skin or kiss her sweet lips.

“What are you doing?” she’d asked.

“Trying to touch you,” I’d responded.

Then she would giggle.

We’d spent two hours talking and staring at each other. In the end, we’d kissed the screen. That was sort of weird, but I didn’t care.

The team had filed out a minute ago while I took a breath and laced up my basketball shoes. My stomach was flipping like a well-practiced gymnast performing her floor routine. The scrimmage game was turning out to be more than practice. The stands were packed. Electricity was in the air, and I felt like I was about to play my first game ever. In part, I was. It would be my first game at the academy. It would also be one where I had to do more than my very best.

Coach Green had invited his good friend Richard Patrick, a scout from Boston College, to the game. He’d sprung that news on the team an hour ago. Between my excitement to see Quinn and now the scout, I was ready to lose my lunch, literally.

Boston College wasn’t my first choice, but it was a Division I school. Plus, it was in the NCAA and the ACC conferences, which meant that if I did play for BC, I would go up against Liam at NC State. It would be weird since Liam and I were practically best buds, but it would be fun and cool just the same.

Once my shoes were tied, I opened and closed my fists, trying to keep my hands from shaking. The scout wasn’t just in the stands to watch me. Our point guard, Wade, was a great player and graduating with me. He too was interested in a full ride to a Division I school.

I closed my eyes and said a quick prayer, when the door to the locker room squeaked open.

“Maxwell, are you in here?” Coach Green asked before he emerged from behind a bank of lockers. “How come you’re not out on the court?” He was dressed in a blue suit and maroon shirt. His suit jacket had the Greenridge Academy’s gold insignia stitched on the upper left breast. “Is there a problem?”

I pushed to my feet, tossed my bag in my locker, and closed it. “Not really. Just taking a moment to quiet my nerves.”

“Get out there and warm up,” he ordered. “That’s the best way to shake things off.”

“Yes, sir.” I headed for the door.

“Maiken, play just like you have been in practice. And remember, this is just a scrimmage.”

Scrimmage or not, the game was still the game. I still wanted to win. I still wanted to be perfect whether the scout was in the stands or not.

Coach and I walked out, not saying a word until just before we reached the doorway into the gym.

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