A/n: I have never done this before, but I am putting two chapters in 1 post. Why? For a few reasons. 1. The two chapters are very similar (just from two different points of view), 2. They're both short, and 3. I don't want to waste my points. Hope you enjoy!
P.S. Don't worry. I didn't forget the picture of Alex. It's actually just wedged between the two chapters! :)
The day is quiet. The day is peaceful. The day is basically what one would expect to see from the opening scene of a quiet movie.
However, the peace is limited to the outer borders of the Marble Creek Gym, where a basketball team is practicing. At least, where two bitter rivals are facing off.
With both Colin and Spencer observing, Dwayne and Chris are battling head-on.
The ball bounces off the rim, and Colin instinctively glances at Chris, knowing that the taller person must be able to get the ball faster. However, that isn’t the case. Dwayne growls and shoots up with amazing speed and power, grabbing hold of the ball, and landing on the floor with a bang.
"How did you . . . ?" Colin murmurs to himself. That was the fourth time that day that Chris tried to wrench the rebound from Dwayne, but unsuccessfully.
Dwayne smiles, "See! I can get the rebound even from the tallest player! I'm obviously the best center!"
Colin suddenly has the horrible image of a team walking on court with their shortest person screaming, "I'm center! I'm center!".
"Everyone come over here," says Alex, who is standing near the door. He’s holding a paper and a clipboard.
"What is it?" sneered Chris. He twirls a basketball in his hand, staring down at everyone else with his enormous height.
Alex sighs (again?!?), "I want to schedule a practice game, but we have neither a coach, nor any subs."
"Subs?" asks Spencer.
"Substitutes," Alex clarifies, "If someone fouls out or is injured, you put in a substitute. Or sometimes the substitute just switches out with a player when the coach feels like it. And again, we really need a coach."
This time, it's Dwayne's turn to sneer, "We don't need a coach. I'm already better than all of you."
That was a mistake. Colin could see the daggers shooting out of Alex's eyes; Alex glares at Dwayne with pure ferocity.
"Then you should be able to prevent me from scoring, right?" Colin has never seen Alex this distasteful. Could it be that Alex is actually capable of emotions? thinks Colin.
Dwayne grins, "Of course."
Colin blinks, wondering how this same situation has been repeated. First with Chris, now with Alex.
"First," Alex points at Dwayne, "How long have you played basketball?"
"Two years," Dwayne tries to look as intimidating as possible. It's actually quite impressive how intimidating he looks, considering that he is basically one head shorter than Alex.
Alex then grabs the ball, "I've played for six. Since that makes me more experienced than you are, you can go first."
Dwayne approaches Alex cautiously and snatches it. A moment later, they're on the court as Dwayne begins to dribble. It's obvious that he's not the best ball handler, and Alex immediately slaps the ball away from him.
From there, Alex moves out of the three point line with the ball, calmly staring at Dwayne.
"Why'd he go out there?" asks Spencer, "He had an open shot!"
Chris, who is next to him shrugs, "Alex has to go out of the three-point line with the ball in his possession before shooting. Half-court rules."
Spencer nods. Colin then turns his attention back to the game.
Alex suddenly fakes left, then bursts to the right, past Dwayne.
Colin blinks, and suddenly the ball is falling through the hoop.
Dwayne stares as Alex moves the ball to the left, then to the right in a swaying motion. It's slightly mesmerizing. The captain can't be that good. He never even plays at practices, thinks Dwayne.
Suddenly, Alex darts to the left, but Dwayne is too smart for that, he was expecting Alex to do that. Since Alex is left handed, going left is the obvious choice. Dwayne also darts to the left, but Alex is fast, and Dwayne has to rush over to follow.
Somehow, Alex twists, and pulls off a fake, going to the right instead. He brushes past Dwayne, and Dwayne topples over, his legs attempting to follow Alex, but his body still going left.
Then, Dwayne gapes in astonishment as Alex drops a ball into the hoop.
"H-how?" Dwayne stares at Alex.
Alex points at Dwayne, "You're good, and your defense is pretty solid, but no one is the best player. There will always be someone stronger than you are."
Chris laughs, "Well said, captain. Hey, so when are we going to play a game?"
"We need a coach first," says Alex, which is basically the tenth time he said that today.
Dwayne quickly stops himself from saying 'WE'RE TOO GOOD FOR COACHES'. From the look on Alex's face, Alex probably thinks Dwayne was going to say that too.
"How do we get one?" asks Spencer, who is practicing his dribbling. Spencer is picking up the game pretty quickly. He had studied the rules, and is now perfecting his technique.
"Dribble a little lower, Spencer," says Alex, "And for a coach, we just need to find someone experienced in basketball."
Spencer nods, and switches the ball over to his left hand, "How do we do that?"
And the truth dawns on Dwayne, "We don't know."
Alex seems to know this too, "I really think we should have a coach before we play matches, but in the meantime, we can practice. I should be able to handle this."
Alex motions for them to go practice, so Dwayne and Colin join up in a team, while Chris teams up with Spencer.
"Wanna play a game?" asks Dwayne.
"Sure," Chris cracks his knuckles. The ball starts off with Chris. Since Chris already is pretty wary of Dwayne's jumping, he know's he'll start off with . . .
"Colin! Watch for the pass!" shouts Dwayne. Chris goes up with the motion of shooting, and Dwayne jumps up with him, Chris brings the ball back down and passes it in the direction of Spencer.
Colin, who had already been warned by Dwayne, leaps forward and intercepts the pass.
Colin then dribbles the ball back up to the top.
Dwayne cuts in to the other side of the basketball hoop, and recieves a pass from Colin. He slams his feet on the ground, releasing his momentum in one huge jump, soaring higher than Chris. For a moment, Dwayne feels unbeatable. Then, he drops the ball in the hoop, relishing the wide, angry eyes of Chris.
And the only thing he can feel is his hunger for victory-- and his desire to be the King of the Court.