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A Chance Again

A man that always wanted to be a basketball player but didn't have the opportunity to. The man known as Ulysses Kennedy spent his youth wanting to be a basketball player, but he grew up in a tiny town that gets no attention. While his life has been very successful, and he is happy. A pit remains where that dream of his lies unfulfilled. Ulysses Kennedy even made a sacrifice for another in the middle of his successful life. That sacrifice has led to a chance at his dream.

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Date with Hannah III

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Hannah finishes kissing me, and I'm a little breathless from it. Both of our lips are a little swollen from the new movements we tried. "No one has ever said that about me before... I didn't know you paid so much attention to me..." I smile a little bit as she says that. I don't really know what to say in response to that. Maybe not saying anything is the right thing to do. I lean forward a little bit. I look between her lips and eyes a couple of times. Indicating that I want to kiss her. She sees this and leans forwards again. Our lips meet again, and for the third time, fireworks go off.

We stop earlier this time, knowing too much of one thing can be bad. We turn our attention back to the movie and watch it as our hands remain together and our fingers interlocked. After an hour and some change, the movie ends. I stand up from my chair, and my 7'1 height with these specific shoes on causes some walking problems down the small aisle. I make it to the staircase intact and now have much more room. Some shoes give you half an inch of height while others give you 2 inches. The ones I'm wearing are 2 inches in height. They have great ankle support.

Hannah laughs at the end of my struggles, and we start to walk down the steps and head towards the lobby. We exit the movie theater, and it's around 50 degrees Fahrenheit. So it's perfect for a walk on the levy by the river. "Looks like we get to take a nice romantic walk, huh?" She elbows my side as she says that. The height disparity is rather funny. Her head levels out around my belly button. I laugh a little, and we make our way towards her car. We have nice small talk on the way towards the levy. It's just easy to talk to each other.

She parks her car, and we both get out. We walk past the basketball court and towards the stairs leading to the levy. The sun is starting to go down, and with it, the temperature. It's not that cold yet, but we should walk that far from the car. I hold out my hand, and she takes it with a smile and a light blush on her cheeks. "So, how is the search for a college going? I bet you're getting lots of offers. You're the best at gymnastics I've ever seen." She adopts a solemn look. I know she was planning on going to the same college as me, but I'm trying to skip college and head straight to the NBA.

So her plans are getting disrupted. "I don't know. If you aren't going to go to college and skip it, then I'll actually have to look instead of just following you. I was irresponsible in not taking it seriously. I thought it'd be easy..." I wouldn't call that irresponsible when you have talent in something, enough talent to shine through the obscurity. Then the offers will not be a problem. Hannah has that, the talent to break through the obscurity. She already has. The colleges aren't the priority. She is. She should use that to her advantage.

She has the entire world in front of her, just as I do. "Hannah, you are the asset and priority. Not the colleges. It's their job to do everything to convince you to come. It's not yours to worry about which one to select. They are the ones that should be worried. All you have to do is sit back and perform when needed. Eventually, the decision will become clear, and that's when you'll know. Don't worry about it right now. We are 17-year-old kids. It's not our job to worry right now." I try and ease her mind, and it seems to work a little at the moment.

Soon the sun sets and it's too cold to keep walking the levy. We quickly make our way back to the car. We hop in and she fires the engine up, and along with the heater. She pulls out of the parking lot, heading towards my house. "Thanks for going on this date with me, Hannah. I'm glad we got to talk. If we didn't, you'd still think I'm going to a college. We just saved you a lot of problems." I laugh out loud as I finish that. She soon follows. There is humor in the fact that this date led to the sharing of important information. So important, Hannah now has new decisions to make about her future.