I'd Rather Be Single 2 by LaShonda DeVaughn Page B

and went up to the ropes to watch my babe practice. It was sweltering hot, I swear it had to be about 85 or 90 degrees outside. All the players had on their uniforms and they looked like they were out there dying. Court had sweat pouring through his jersey and you could see it all on the back of his pants like his ass crack was literally sweating.
    “Go baby!” I yelled out as Courtney was running up and down the field as instructed by his coach.
    I felt my phone vibrating in my purse and I knew it was Dalia calling.
    “ Hey Dalia?”
    “Hey Tyra, how is football camp? Dr. Raphael is getting on my nerves today girl. I so wish I was off today so that I could’ve went with you.”
    “Girl , I wish you were here too. You should see how these hoes are looking at me. If looks could kill, my ass would be dead. These bitches are all clicked up, staring at me like I’m not supposed to be here. You know I came up here looking cute, so they are all on their hating shit.”
    “Oh really? Well we both got tomorrow off, so I will definitely be up there with you.”
    “Good , because I feel like an outsider right now, honey. These bitches made sure that I wouldn’t feel welcomed. You know I don’t give a fuck. But girl let me call you back, practice just ended and all the players are coming to sign autographs for fans.”
    “Okay girl, make sure none of them bitches are around my man.”
    I giggled because I knew her ass was serious. “Bye Dalia, I’m hanging up.”
    Court went straight up to the ropes to sign autographs for the hollering fans. Some of the fans had hats, footballs and even paintings of their favorite players held up for the players to sign.
    When Court arrived to the area where I was standing, I whispered, “Hey superstar.”
    He smiled . He was so sweaty, he seemed exhausted and it was on by seeing him work so hard.
    “Hey babe, glad you came.” he said.
    “I’m glad I came too, I enjoyed myself.”
    “I’m glad you did, babe. Look, we got a meeting to go to, so I’ll call you a little later.”
    I was confused. “Y ou can’t meet me over by the building before you go to your locker room?” I questioned. I saw some of his teammates already over by the building hugging their significant others.
    “Nah babe, we gotta go shower and go straight to our meeting right away.” he explained.
    “Okay.” I swallowed the rejection with understanding.
    I was under the impression that I’d see him after practice. What was wack about training camp was that he was only able to go home and chill until 9:00pm because the players had a 10:00pm curfew. So, most of the time, he’d rather just stay at the camp hotel instead of chancing running home and missing his curfew. And since we hadn’t been able to spend much time together lately, I missed him like crazy.
    The next day, Dalia was up bright and early getting ready for training camp.
    “Um, camp don’t start till two o’clock. Why are you up at 10:00am getting ready?” I asked yawning, standing in the doorway of her bathroom.
    “I don’t have time to be slipping. I’m representing my man, so I gotta go looking correct. You said all the other wives and girlfriends be there scoping people out, so I gotta be on point. Unlike you, I’m gonna make it known that I’m there for Seary, just in case any of them bitches don’t know.” she snapped.
    I rolled my eyes. “Oh boy.”
    Dalia was so caught up in this whole athlete thing, she arranged her entire life around this man. It was scary, because it was all that she seemed to talk about, and want to be surrounded by. I don’t think we had a normal conversation since she met Seary. Everything was about him. She told me that she gave her all, once she was in a relationship, and her ass never lied.
    I showed her some of the items I purchased from the park , and of course she wanted to rock one of my new pink tees. We both decided to wear white shorts, the new pink fitted Patriots tees and pink Patriots