Lilly 12

Tim 16

"Nice shot." Timmy said passing me back the ball.

"I'll never be as good as you." Lilly said frowning.

"All you have to do is practice and I bet you'll be fine. You do have awhile before high school." Timmy said shooting the ball. Lilly watched it go in and shook her head.

"Timmy you're amazing." She said.

"I'm not that good." Timmy answered shrugging his shoulders.

"Timmy, you're the first freshman that made varsity in 25 years." Lilly stated.

"That just means all the other freshman sucked." Timmy joked. Lilly laughed.

"I just wish I could shoot a three pointer." Lilly said sadly.

"Okay I want you to stand here." Timmy said pointing towards the three point line. They had a small court in their driveway. It was half of an actually court. Timmy measured and drew out where all the lines were.

"But Timmy, I can't make a three point shot!" Lilly exclaimed.

"Just stand there." Timmy said again.

"Fine." Lilly said dragging her feet towards the three point line.

"Okay, it's like a regular shot. I want you to shoot the exact way, but put more of your legs into the shot." Timmy said.

"Alright." Lilly said soaking in what Timmy had said. She bent her knees a little more usual then released the ball. It went in.

"I did it!" Lilly yelled happily. Timmy gave her a high five.

"Great job." Timmy said smiling. "Told ya you could do it."

They sat down on the curb. Timmy started drinking out of his water bottle.

"What time is your game tomorrow? "Lilly asked.

"It's at 7:00." Timmy answered. "Are you going?"

"Timmy, I go to all of your games. "Lilly said as though she was shocked he would even ask something like that.

"Just making sure my good luck charm will be there." Timmy said smiling.

"Of course." Lilly said happily.

End of flashback

The once perfect court now had weeds growing out of the pavement. The lines that were once there were fading. The basket was barely standing. And the net was ripped. I never fixed it up because Timmy had done all of this. It was a way to remember him. I was in the driveway shooting around getting ready for varsity tryouts. Ever since Timmy died I had this dream of making varsity and winning the state championship for him. Timmy made it to the state championship two years in a row. He was crushed when he lost it, especially his senior year.

Flashback

Lilly 14

Timmy 18, senior year

"Well folks this looks like it's going to come down to this final play. The Wildcats are down by two with five seconds left on the ball. They're taking it out" The commentator said.

The Wildcats called a timeout. The players ran off the court. The players were sweaty and their faces were read. Timmy was one of the players out on the court, along with four others.

"Hopefully the Wildcats can win this one against the Cougars. Last year they had a devastating lost to their rivals, which were the Cougars. Well here they come. It all comes down to this." The commentator yelled excitedly.

The boy slapped on the ball, calling a play.

"Cooper to Davis, and Davis to Stewart. Oh a screen set on Stewart! A wide open three pointer!" The commentator yelled standing up in his seat.

3 2 1 Timmy shot the ball at the last second. It looked like it was going in. It spun around the rim, and almost went in but bounced out. The Wildcat fans went quiet. The Cougar fans roared with excitement. The Cougar fans and players rushed out to congratulate their players. Timmy was now on the floor slamming his fists on the ground. One of the players dragged him into the locker room. Lilly watched from the stands. Her father was furious and got out of the gym as soon as Timmy missed. Lilly made her way to the locker room a few minutes later. She knew Timmy would be in there for awhile.

She watched player after player walk past her. They all looked sad. Some gave her a small smile or would pat her on the head. Cooper told Lilly that Timmy was the last one in there, and told her to go in. She slowly opened up the door and walked in. She saw Timmy off in the corner. He still had his basketball uniform on. He was sitting on a bench with his face in his hands.

"Timmy…" Lilly whispered softly. Timmy turned around and looked up at Lilly. His eyes were red, it looked as though he had been crying.

"Hey." He said quietly.

"You did great you know." Lilly said walking over to him.

"Lilly, I lost the game." Timmy said.

"You scored 30 points." Lilly said sitting next to Timmy.

"I never made the shot that mattered the most." Timmy said looking hurt.

"If you never scored 30 points, that shot wouldn't have mattered at all." Lilly said pointing this out. They sat there in silence for five minutes until Timmy spoke up.

"Promise me this." Timmy said.

"Okay." Lilly said seriously.

"I want you to make varsity and win the state championship for me." Timmy said.

"I promise." Lilly said.

End of Flashback

I finished shooting around. Basketball tryouts where for the next three days. I went into my house and took a quick shower. I put on sweatpants and a sweatshirt. I grabbed Jackson's science book that I borrowed and went over to his house to give it back. I knocked on the door and was greeted by his mother.

"Hey Lilly, come in." She said smiling. I stepped in.

"I have Jake's science book." I said.

"Oh he's up in his room, you can bring it up to him." She said.

"Okay thanks." I said politely. I made my way upstairs, and opened up the door. Wishing I had knocked. There was Jake and Jackson naked on Jake's bed.

"Oh Jake you're so good. Mmm harder." Jackson moaned.

"Oh my god!" I screamed flinging the book in Jake's room and ran out of the house. Jake's mom gave me a weird look. I wish I knocked. A few minutes later I felt my cell phone vibrate.

"Lilly." Jake said sounding tired.

"Uh hey." I said awkwardly.

"Thanks for my science book…" Jake mumbled after a few minutes of silence.

"Anytime, um I'll see you tomorrow?" I asked.

"Yupp see yeah." Jake said hanging up. Man that was awkward.

The next three days where basketball tryouts. They were three hours long. We did dribbling exercises, shooting exercises, and a whole lot of running. I was nervous, there were only five spots on varsity, and 12 new girls were trying out. At the final day of tryouts girls were being called in to have a talk to the varsity coach Mr. Jones, and Ms. Stewart, the assistant varsity coach. Girls came out crying. Finally my name was called and I entered the room to be greeted by Mr. Jones and Ms. Stewart.

"Lillian Truscott, Timothy's sister?" He asked. I'm not sure why but he made me nervous. Sure he was nice, but he always seemed serious.

"Yeah." I answered. My palms were sweating.

"Point guard, started for JV last year, junior..." He said reading off a piece of paper. "You know we're looking for a point guard."

"Yeah, that's what I heard." I answered nervously.

"I'm expecting great things out of you." He said still not showing any emotion. I swear I never saw that man smile.

"Of course…wait." I said realizing what he meant.

"Yes Lillian you're on the team." He said looking board.

"Oh right." I said happily leaping out of my seat.

"You may leave." He said. Ms. Stewart gave me a thumbs up when he wasn't looking. I smiled. Looks like I'll be seeing a whole lot of her this year.

Sorry if some people have no idea how basketball works p...thanks for all the reviews, keep it up. I was happier to see some new reviewers and a lot of people added this on their story alert thing. It's good to know that a lot of people are reading this. So review and I'll update soon (: