Wow it's been a while, huh? Yeah I know and I'm sorry I've just been real busy with everything. But basketball season just ended so I'm hopping to have more time before softball starts. I was watching my favorite movie Love and Basketball last night and I decided why not write about it. I know I have other stories but I'm just waiting to get more ideas. Please stick with me. Oh and please read and review!

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone associated with the WWE and I do not own this movie. I only own the people you don't recognize and some other stuff I just add into the story. Wait shit I don't even own Keira haha, but she's mine anyways! Hee

Chapter 1: (Quarter 1 – 1981)

I got out of my car and sighed looking at the new yellow house that stood before me. I slanted my white flat-rimmed hat to the side and slammed the car door shut. I looked around the neighborhood; quiet. Quiet, was something I didn't hear often where I use to live it was always loud and something was always going on. As I was scanning something caught my eye.

John's House

John Cena and two of his best friends Randy Orton and Chris Jericho were outside playing some basketball.

"So who's moving in next door?" Chris asked looking at the Uhaul in front of John's house.

"I don't know man, my mom said some people with a daughter." John rolled his eyes as he went up for a lay-up.

Randy smirked when his best friend said 'daughter'. Even at the age of 11 that's all Randy thought about; girls, girls, and well more girls. Chris saw Randy smirk and slapped him in the back of the head.

"OW!" Randy screamed rubbing the back of his head.

Then everything grew silent. The three boys stopped and starred at the person walking up to them.

"I thought she was a girl…" Randy said still holding the back of his head.

"That's what my mom said." John replied as the person stopped right in front of the three.

"Yo, you cool?" John asked the new kid.

"Yeah I'm cool."

"Well, you play ball?" he asked once again.

"Yeah." I responded.

"Cool, you and Orton against me and Chris."

"Fine, hold on" I said as I took off my hat revealing my long brown hair. I tied it up.

"Whoa, he is a girl!" Randy starred along with the other two boys. John chuckled.

"What's so funny?" I questioned.

"You're a girl, girls don't play ball." He informed me.

"I bet I can ball better than you." I replied. John laughed then checked the ball into me.

I drove past Chris and got a lay-up. I dribbled the ball between my legs then pulled up for a jump shot; swoosh, I heard the net break.

After like 20 minutes we changed our people. John was guarding me now.

"You'll never make it as a ball player." He told me as I was dribbling. "Your just gonna be a cheerleader, my cheerleader." He laughed.

I glared at him then passed the ball to Randy. I shoved John away to make a give and go but John redeemed himself and pushed me onto the ground. I winced in pain and my head landed on a sharp rock. It hurt really badly, but I wasn't about to cry. Well not in front of them anyways. I've always said not to show your weakness and well my weakness is crying and giving up.

Later that night…

"John Felix Anthony Cena!" his mother yelled up the stairs to him.

He sighed and dropped the basketball he was holding. He walked to the top of the stairs. "What ma?"

"Get down here, were going to introduce ourselves to our new neighbors." She informed him.

"Aw mom, do we have too?" he whined.

"Yes, now come on."

I was lying on the couch playing my NBA video game when I heard a knock at the door. But when I got up my mom had already answered it. I peeked to see who it was and when I did I was surprised.

"Hello, I'm Caroline and this is my son John. We're your next door neighbors." She said with a smile.

"Well thank you for coming. I'm Michelle and that is my daughter Alyssa."

"Nice to meet you, I made a cake hope you guys like it. John, would you please put it in the kitchen." Caroline said.

"Thank you, Alyssa help." My mother told me. I just nodded as we both went into the kitchen.

"Yo look, I'm sorry about earlier I just…" he started setting the cake on the counter.

"What? Didn't wanna be embarrassed cause' you were gonna get beat by a girl."

"NO!" he shot back. "Man I never knew a girl who played ball."

"Yeah well I'ma be the first girl in the NBA." He just laughed at me.

"I'm gonna be in the NBA just like my dad John Cena Sr., I'm gonna be number 23." He informed me.

"I'm gonna be number 15 just like Carmelo." (A/N- I know way before his time, but he's 15 and I like that number.) I told him.

"HA! My dad is WAY better than Carmelo!"

"Yeah well did your dad make 67 points in a championship game?" he thought for a minute.

"Uh, I don't know but he doesn't need to. He's already the best. But I'm gonna be even better."

"I bet I'll be even better than you!" I smirked.

"Please, I bet you can't even do this." He said doing a high kick.

"Oh yeah? Well I bet you can't do this." I said throwing out a bunch of punches.

We kept battling each other till my mom said it was time for dinner.

That night…

"OW KEIRA!" I yelled as my older sister yanked my hair. We were sitting on my bed and she was brushing the knots out of my hair.

"I'm sorry but I've gotta get them out."

Keira was my 15 year old sister. She may have been older but she was still my best friend even if we did have our days. She had brown hair and blue eyes; she was the girly one of us two. She was always trying to get me to dress and act more girly but that was not gonna happen.

Our mother walked into my room and had a blue dress in her hands. Right then I knew that was not a good sign.

"Ma that's not for me right?" I said knowing the answer.

"Yes it is, and you're going to wear it tomorrow. It's your first day of school and you've got to have a nice appearance."

"But mom…" I whined. "What's wrong with sweatpants and a hoodie?"

"That is very boyish Alyssa. God, why can't you be more like your sister." She asked me very frustrated indeed.

I rolled my eyes I was the tomboy and my mother hated me for it. I didn't argue cause I knew I wasn't gonna get my way anyways.

"Oh and tomorrow the Cena boy is gonna come by and show you how to get to school." She said and with that left.

"Do my hair nice…" I told my sister.

I walked out of my house the next morning and yes I had the blue dress on. Keira did my hair in two braids. Though I didn't want to admit it I looked pretty good. I saw John on his bike with a basketball throwing it up into the air. He looked over at me.

"You look nice" he said.

"Yeah well don't get use to it." I informed him. I grabbed my bike and went over next to him.

"You wanna be my girl?" he asked me.

"Excuse me?"

"Do you want to be my girl." He asked again.

"Um, I guess so."

"Cool…" we stood in silence for a minute.

"What do we have to do?" I asked.

"Well I think were suppose to kiss." He told me.

"Not out here" I said.

"Let's go back here then" he said walking behind the bushes. I followed behind.

"For how long?" I questioned.

"Uh… 5 seconds." He said as his lips met mine. After it was done we just smiled at each other and went back to our bikes.

"What else?" I asked him.

"Well my dad is always riding my mom my places. So that means you have to ride my bike with me now."

"Well I wanna ride my bike." I told him.

"Well you cant you have to ride with me on mine"

"NO!" I said.

"Yes" I got really frustrated.

"You know what…I don't wanna be your girlfriend anymore."

"Good, your ugly anyways." He told me and I attacked him. We went rolling down the hill and at the bottom I was on top of him punching him.

Okay so there it is… the first chapter the next one they move up to being 16 and 17 years old. If you haven't seen this movie I suggest you do its awesome! Well let me know what you think so please review. I don't really enjoy flames but if you think it's THAT bad then go ahead… I wanna know before I continue… thanks! ;-)