Ring ring ring
My phone was ringing once again. I was pretty annoyed at this point. Why do these random numbers keep calling me? I thought to myself as I picked up the phone, hoping that it wasn't my ex-girlfriend again.
Yo, what's up, rookie? This is your captain calling agent zero.
I was surprised I couldn't believe the one person I didn't want to talk to had contacted me first.
What's up, boss man I responded.
"Hey rookie, I heard you hot shit. Why don't you come by my court so that my fellows will meet you? I'm going to put you under my wing since you're the number one pick and you're a shooter, just like me; we should have got to stick together, you what I'm saying the player".
And in my head, I thought this guy sounds so ghetto, no wonder he got gun charges, and talking about shooting here and shooting there was making me feel suspicious about this guy.