Kehlani A grin plastered on his lips. “Hey.” He said to me, “Hi.” It quickly came out of my mouth. “Hey, Casper.” The guys walked towards Trevor and they shook hands. I saw his name on the back of the shirt. Brooks, 8. He must be the Noah Trevor talked about. They both said something before he trailed off. Trevor then stared at me, keenly. “What?” I smiled. Suddenly, the quiet locker room began filling with voices and laughter. Bags but the floor and guys cheered. Someone shouted. “Yo, Casper!”Another player looked at me. “Oh, who do we have here?”It came to my senses that I was the only woman in their midst while some guys started to pull their hoodies, and another reached for his jersey. Heat rushed through my cheeks and I stared at Trevor shyly. “Uhh, I think I should go.” “Yeah.” He gently reached for my hands. “Come on.”I looked down at our joined hands for a second before following him. His teammates watched us leave and one yelled. “So, that's your girlfriend.”“Mind
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