It was match time, Wildcats vs Knights, Red vs Blue, apparently Knights were Wildcats biggest rivals in basketball.
I was sitting there, watching this game and realised that my Mom at some point did the exact same thing because she used to love my Dad that much.
Everyone my side of the court then stood up and cheered, so I did too, though it was of no use since I inherited Dad's short gene.
The Wildcats won the game,(obviously), and everybody from East High was celebrating, but I decided to go to the roof and talk to Dad instead.
"Hey Dad, they won the game today, actually knowing you Dad, you probably snuck it onto the cards, I miss you ya know, and I miss your stupid dad jokes that you told to cheer Savy and I up"
I looked up at the sky, and it started to pour.
"I would tell you that you're an asshole for making it rain but instead I'll just soak it up like the flower child I am"
Dad, Savy and I were at Central Park, enjoying the greenery around us, I was 6 at the time.
The sky looked like it was full of rain that was waiting to fall, but none of us had brought our raincoats, which was kinda idiotic of us, as it actually started to rain not long after we got to Central Park, not that I actually minded.
"Shit"
"(Laughs), you're funny"
"I'm glad you think so Savy, right we're going home"
"But we've only just got here"
"(Sighs), I know Lou, but Savy and I aren't a flower child like you are"
"Can we go see Auntie Sharpay instead?"
"We'll go home and have a bath first Lou"
"Ok"