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Rebound: A 2nd Chance

“I'll just force them to recognize and respect the blood and sweat that I'm dripping on the hardwood. Because I don't hold anything back. I leave everything out on the court." -Jason Yang. Ever since one fateful moment Jason had been hooked to basketball. The phrase “Ball is life” couldn’t be anymore true for Jason. He wasn’t born with any god given talent nor did he posses the body of a natural born athlete. The only thing Jason could rely on was his unbreakable will. But after ten years of not being able to make the jump to the professional level doubts begin to crawl into Jason’s mind for the first time. Just as he was at a turning point in his life Jason dies only to find that he has woken up twenty years in the past. Can he utilize his years of experience and the skills he developed as a collegiate player to make it to the professional level in this second chance at life? - - - Updates: I try for one chapter a day but sometimes life happens. Follow me on Instagram thegaji. I'll post previews for the next chapter as well post any updates if things happen. Shout outs to Kiiara who helped me by making this awesome cover for the story. If you like romance novels then check her story out :The Days When I’m With You. If you want to join a discord server where you can talk about Jaya's journey our basketball in general then join us. https://discord.gg/3EycZz33EQ

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The Texas team

Kyle told Jason about the conversation that he had with Danilo over the phone. As soon as he was done Jason was practically dragging him out of the room.

"Come on Kyle! We have to hurry. We don't want to miss out. This sounds like it's going to be crazy fun."

Jason and Kyle made their way downstairs. They then walked over to the clerk behind the desk and asked for directions to the gym.

She smiled as she told the boys how to get to the gym. Jason nodded his head and thanked her before bolting in the direction that the clerk had pointed to.

As Jason and Kyle approached the gym they could already hear the sounds of basketballs bouncing and sneakers squeaking against hardwood.

With their sports bags slung over their shoulders the two of them pushed the doors open and walked in.

It was beginning to get late so it was dark outside the windows but inside the gym it was actually very well lit.