Triple Threat by Eric Walters

Author:Eric Walters
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: JUV000000
Publisher: Orca Book Publishers
Published: 2004-11-01T05:00:00+00:00

6

We stood off to the side, watching the court from a safe distance. We could see them playing—as clear as day—but they couldn’t see us that well. They were out there, the three big goons. We’d been watching for almost thirty minutes and had seen them play against two other teams. They’d won both games. Easily. Maybe they were jerks, but they did know how to play ball. They clearly were the best players in the park. That made the whole thing even stupider … more stupid. Did we really think that we had a chance in the world of beating these guys … even with JYD as the third member of our team?

I shook my head. Only Kia would ever think of asking JYD to play ball with us. Okay, sure, I’d thought of it too—once I saw where she was going. But nobody except Kia would ever have enough nerve to actually ask him to play.

When Kia popped the question, I wanted to just scurry away. I felt so embarrassed. And then JYD asked some more questions and—to my complete shock—he said that he’d do it. I just couldn’t believe my ears. Jerome “Junk Yard Dog” Williams was going to be joining Kia and me in playing a game of three-on-three. Unbelievable, simply unbelievable. So here we were, standing in the trees, waiting for JYD to drive up so that we could play a game of three-on-three against the three stooges.

Then came the hard part. We told my dad and then my mom and Kia’s parents about JYD coming to the park to play basketball with us. They were all excited and happy. The big problem was that we didn’t tell them why he was coming—just that he was going to be in the area and he said he liked to play street ball. My father talked about what an incredible experience that would be—to play ball with a genuine NBA player … a dream come true. He was right. It was like a dream … a dream I hoped wouldn’t become a nightmare.

Of course our parents wanted to come and watch—who could blame them? We told them that he was showing up at two o’clock and that we were going early to “warm up.” Actually everything was supposed to start just after one.

I hated lying, but we couldn’t very well tell them the truth—that would involve way too much explaining and they might say no or get mad at us for not telling them what happened in the first place.

Thank goodness we told the story to my father first and then he told everybody else. My mother would have figured things out if I’d told her. Maybe it was her training as a reporter or something, but she was really good at seeing through things.

Kia and I had come up with a plan. We needed to challenge them to a game before JYD arrived so they wouldn’t have a chance to see him and back out. If things worked out, we could play them, win, and they’d leave before our parents got there.

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