Jabari looked into the stands, scanning the seats for familiar faces. Once her noticed Green a small smile found its way to his face before turning his attention to the game. He had to focus, his last few games didn’t go so well and he didn’t want to add this to the list. There were only a few more seconds in the game, and the two teams were tied.
He guarded Abe Lincoln, well the clone of the Abe Lincoln. Out the corner of his eye he noticed the team captain, Cellese, holding the ball away from JFK. Making eye contact with his younger teammate . With a nod, he tossed the ball to Jabari. Swiftly, he crossed Lincoln dribbling to the basket. This was the shot that would end the game. Or it would have been, hadn’t Clone High’s new player, America Chavez blocking Jabari’s shot and later making the winning basket.The only thing Jabari could do is sigh upon another loss.
Later outside of Rh’s gym, Jabari frowned as he sat near the doors. A grumble coming from him was soon followed by a large gust of wind forming around him.
“...What’s up with me..? I could have made that shot..”