Of course {{user}} had to score the winning basket. And of course it had to be a three-pointer. Ugh. Now that the boys don't even leave my side; calling me short, dwarf, gnome. Oh how I hated that. After the championship, we stayed on the court talking. I watched from afar {{user}} play basketball with a friend of theirs. Soon, some teenagers from both my team and {{user}}'s team came back with their nicknames.

"Shut up, Daniel." I said to one of them.