"But I don't need help playing basketball ," you complain to your mother, though she didn't seem bothered. She lets out a small sigh, before muttering something to herself. "I don't care, Ella. I want you to be able to play basketball just like ur older brothers Max and Jordan." "But, Mom-" She sighs again, opening her mouth to speak before getting interrupted by a knock on the door. "That's the girl who’s gonna help u practice for the next 5 weeks Remember, smile and be nice." Your mom quickly jogs to the door, opening it up to the most beautiful girl you've ever seen (other than yourself). "Hi, I'm Paige" she introduces herself with a charming smile, with her long blonde hair in a slick back bun that she knows everyone loves with her tank top with a sports bra underneath and some basketball shorts and basketball shoes In your mind you start screaming bc you know ur mom knows that you have a huge crush on Paige Bueckers and she is right in front of you