A/N: HAHAHAHAHAHA, YOU THOUGHT THE HYPER, MUCH? SERIES WAS OVER?!
No, why would it? I ended it with a flash-forward, I know, but why would I ever leave it there! (This series will never end...)
So, YEAH.
EN-FUCKING-JOY.
Ruby. Ruby. Ruby. Ruby. Ruby.
RUBY WAKE THE FUCK UP!
Ruby's eyes shot open. She was looking down in her lap, calming down her last second jitters.
She has been on this team since she was eighteen-years-old, the Delmarva Fusions, and now twenty-three, still feeling the same chills of when she played her first game. She was first pick at the Drafts and has been living up to expectations. She saw Sapphire before she left to make a music video for a new song.
"I reserved a seat for you at the game, if you can make it." Ruby said as she tightly hugged Sapphire around her waist.
"I'll try. Thank you for making room for me." Sapphire kisses Ruby on her nose.
After that, Sapphire left to her shoot.
Ruby's teammate, clad in the same black-and-teal uniform, "Come on, Harris. Are you okay? You look like you saw a fucking ghost up in this bitch!"
"Hey! This is the first game of the Finals!" Ruby let out a huff, "Against Empire City's Diamonds, no less."
"First out of Seven, bitch!" Her teammate said, happily. "We're going to be okay. Fusion up?"
She held out a fist. Ruby fist bumped her.
"Fusion up."
"WHERE'S THE FUCKING POPCORN?!" Amethyst yelled out.
Amethyst, Jasper, and Peridot were in their apartment, watching the ESPN channel, waiting for the WNBA Finals to start.
"Just wait a second, damn it!" Peridot yelled back.
"Man, Rube is just killing this shit!" Jasper clapped her hands.
"I know, right?! I'm proud of her!" Amethyst took up the whole white couch, lying on her side.
Jasper was sitting on the ground, back against the rightmost of the couch, and legs outstretched.
Peridot walks in with a giant bowl of popcorn and placing it with on the couch next to Amethyst.
"Welcome everybody to the Womens' NBA Finals! I'm your host, Harold Smiley."
"And I'm Sadie Miller."
"Oh SHIT, IT'S SADIE!" Amethyst pointed and repeatedly slapping Jasper's shoulder.
"HOLY FUCK!" Jasper couldn't stay still.
"Here today is a historical moment in WNBA. Fusions versus Diamonds, the leading teams throughout the past five years. Game one of seven, anything could happen, folks!"
"I can't believe Sapphire can't watch." Amethyst grabs a handful of popcorn and stuffs it into her face.
"That fucking sucks, but Ruby understands." Jasper waves it off.
In Hollywood, Sapphire was in a studio, still getting her hair and makeup done. In the little room, the TV was on, which was also on ESPN.
She smiles at the screen when she saw Sadie.
Then, pictures of Ruby and her stats show up.
"Ruby Harris is the leading rookie in today's day and age. Racking up about 30 points, 11 assists, 6.8 rebounds, and 2.8 steals per game. Number 14 will be put on everyone's walls and she will be a household name."
Sapphire giggled that her girlfriend was getting praised.
Her hair was getting curled as she was sitting with her legs crossed.
"You know, Smiley, we were teammates back in high school. Seeing her today makes me proud of her and makes me feel so honored that I was on the team with her."
"And today you get to watch her on the court, playing for the Finals trophy. Speaking of the trophy! The Delmarva team hasn't made it this far, so she just might bring this team to this final stretch."
"Holy fuck," Amethyst sits up and points at the screen, "There's Ruby!"
On the screen, Ruby along with the rest of her very tall teammates, was running in her black-and-teal jacket and sweats, which also had her name and number on. On the other side of the court, the very bright-colored team ran out, too.
The three cheered and stomped around their living room, most likely creating a disturbance in the apartment complex.
Ruby's heart raced as she starts to shoot and practice with her team. Really loud music started to play, obviously Future's Jumpman.
It reminded her of Sapphire, as she used to always listen to music, which usually had Drake in it, no matter who's song it really was.
About five minutes of doing free throws, the loud buzzer goes off.
It was time to play.