;what's coming is better than what's gone

I passed the ball to Miles who dribbles then passes to Cammy, catching the ball effortlessly and jumping up to dunk the ball, which went in with pure fucking ease.

That's my guy.

"Big Shaq eat your heart out, baby!" He boasted, pounding his right fist on his left peck.

"You're getting better at those dunk shots, bro." Miles gave him an approving nod.

"All thanks to my darling angel, Mr Hunter." Cammy winked at me while I bowed dramatically.

"Stop fucking about you three, we have a game in five days and you lot are prancing round like god damn ballerinas." Coach cussed us out, knuckles turning white from the firm grip on his clipboard. "Re run the play - without the theatrics."

We re ran the play - I pass to Miles, he passes to Cammy who proceeds by doing another dunk, putting the ball flawlessly in the hoop. We did this a couple more times before adding Jason and Eli in to complete a whole run through.

Passing, dribbling then dunking. Passing, dribbling, then dunking.

Eli was a good addition to the team - he was fast and light on his feet, could shot block with the best of 'em, solid ten with his hands, and he could run for a decent amount of time before breaking out into a sweat, not to mention his bro banter was on point.

You needed a good sense of humour and the ability to let shit roll off your back if you wanted to be on a team with us assholes - live with us, even more so.

The only bad thing about Eli being on the team and becoming one of the boys - his sister.

There's no way I could fuck and duck without having some kind of consequence for my action - if it wasn't going to be her chewing me up and spitting me out with that incredibly sexy accent - it'd be her brother, possibly attempting to plough his fists into my face.

Maybe creating a fake party tonight was a bad idea?

My stupid dick brain had a mouth of it's own at that point though.

My Bella being in her oversized t shirt gave me a good chance to check her out.

The small tattoo of the word 'faith' decorated her outer ankle and sparkled beneath the shiny, silver anklet she wore.

The row of silver diamond studs piercing the whole of one ear. The noticeable tiny shiny diamond that dazzled her nose.

Obviously a girl who can take pain.

I wondered if she had any other tattoos, any that possibly couldn't be seen with clothes on.

A ball hitting my chest shocked me from my overworked thoughts about the beauty.

Looking up with a scowl on my face to see Cammy standing their, smirking at me.

"What the fuck was that for?" I cussed, throwing the ball hard back at him but he caught it.

"Bursting your bubble." He replied, sporting an arrogant smile. "What were you thinking about? -- Or should I ask, who were you thinking about?"

I flipped him the middle finger and began walking over towards the exit, Cammy's footsteps behind me.

Just as I reached for the handle, the door swung open, revealing a swarm of sexily sweaty cheerleaders, all dressed in tight shorts and crop tops, carrying their duffels on their shoulders.

My eyes instantly searching for the 5 foot fire cracker.

Cammy wolf whistles at Sally. "I see you looking, Sally. Feel free to pay me back later." he winked.

Sally snorted. "Nobodies looking at you, Cameron." she sniped back.

Cammy held his hand over his heart, pretending she shot him.

"It's double for that comment." He replied, turning to walk backwards so he could keep looking at her - bumping into thin air as he stumbles forwards - only it wasn't thin air, it was the short ass brunette I haven't been able to stop thinking about.

She shot Cammy a pissed off glare, furrowing her perfectly shaped eyebrows.

"Shit, sorry, Tori." he mumbled.

I held my hand out offering to help her up, she just looked to me - flat, blank face, void of any emotion other than fuming.

"You want my help or not?" I deadpanned.

She scoffed, slapping her tiny hand in mine before I pulled her up and slammed her into my chest, on purpose, obviously.

"Damn, Bella. Are you blushing?" I teased, smirking down at her.

Her hazel eyes widened before she pushed me away by my chest.

"You wish, Hunter."

I held my grip on her hand, bending down so we were eye to eye.

"You'll be the one wishing, Bella." I whisper, giving her a little wink.

She yanked her hand out of mine and placed it on the strap of her bag.

"You should know I don't date jocks. So stop trying so damn hard."

"And I don't take no for an answer. You're just giving me a challenge, darling."

"Maddox? Go fuck yourself." The brunette shot back with an over dramatic smile.

"Aw baby, has no one taught you how to put that mouth of yours to good use yet? I could give you a lesson or two." I taunted her.

Which back fired when she threw up her middle finger and walked away from me - on the plus side I got a great view of her ass.

"Well that was a huge middle finger to you, Mr Shooting Guard." Cammy mocked me.

I punched his arm and pushed him through the gym door that led into a hallway where the locker room was placed on the right while still looking back to check out Tori's round firm ass.

I slumped on the bench in front of my locker before running my hands through my hair.

"Sulking from the big fuck you Tori gave ya." Cammy mocked, sitting across from me.

"I don't understand what her problem is? I'm hot, right? Rich? Yeah. The fact she isn't falling at my feet has me fucked up." I admitted.

Feeling some kind of fucking stupid, but Cammy was my best friend - if I could talk to anyone it would be him.

He sighed, moving from his seat to sit beside me. "I'm gonna tell you something that might be hard to hear," My ears perked up, I turned my head to the side to look at him. "Maybe she's just not into you, bro." he said earnestly, then howled out loud, slapping my back and standing up.

"You're an asshole." I sighed, pushing myself up from the bench and grabbing my towel before hitting the showers.

✫✬✫

I got freshman ballers and a few of the fresh faced cheerleaders to set the house up ready for the last minute party I stupidly invited Tori too.

I was shoving a top over my head when Cammy walked in.

"You good bro?" my best friend asked, leaning against the door frame.

I pulled the top down and nodded. "Yeah, although I'm regretting this party already."

He laughed, pushing himself off the frame and taking a seat at the end of my bed, while I fixed my watch onto my wrist.

"I had a chat with Eli." He rushed out, then sighed. "He knows Tori more than anyone, and with how she's got you acting, I took shit into my own hands-"

I took a seat beside Cammy, leaning my elbows on my knees, leaning forward a little.

"What did he have to say?" I asked.

Cammy's face contorted, a sigh he didn't wanna tell me but he knew he had too.

"You can't loose shit." He warned me, I nod and he continued. "Mason met Tori a bonfire party, yeah?" He side glanced at me. "Obviously he tried it on with her, she wasn't interested but he was drunk and kept pestering her. Anyway, they ended up making out or whatever, and Mason thought he was gonna get lucky so he was pushing to take shit further, she struggled against him and Eli caught him grabbing her and shit while she was crying to get away-" he finished. "Before you start going off on one, we all know what Mason's like, he's a sloppy ass drunk and she's nothing to you, right? "

I felt sick.

No wonder she doesn't wanna be around an ass like me.

She was picturing me to be the same as Mason - which I certainly was fucking not!

What was worse, I was at the bonfire party. I could of helped, I could of stopped it happening if I had gotten to her first.

I know I was still being an arrogant prick, trying my hardest to get in her panties.

Was it fair?

I mean, I didn't know - Eli never said anything to me, he also didn't know I had interest in bedding his sister.

I sighed, running my hands through my hair.

"He also said some shit went down in the past with a guy on his basketball team, that's why she has a no jocks rule." Cammy shrugged. "I suggest cutting your losses, bud."

"Yeah, guess you're right."

Maybe we could just be friends instead of me trying to get in her panties - I don't think I could walk around and ignore her, she had a pull towards her that we all felt.

Especially Jason who had a class with her and got partnered up - claims she's a top chick - when she's not trying her best to evade the clutches of a sexual beast.

Cammy places a few gentle taps on my back, pushing himself up.

"Come on, we have a fake annual party to attend." He snorted.

I stood up and followed him downstairs where the music was now blasting through the DJ speakers, and people were already showing up.

I followed behind Cammy into the kitchen, watching as he grabbed a bottle of beer and passed me one.

I twisted the cap and began the one man mission of getting so wasted that I forget about my teammates too hot to damn handle sister.