This crisis began around 8:30am when mae ran into my room, screaming l at me like she witnessed a ghost. “CHECK YOUR EMAIL”
I go to check my email, barely awake, half asleep. I see on the top of my screen in an email from Sierra college. So I opened it so fast. “We regret to inform you that…”
In that moment my entire soul left my body. Mae sat on my bed crying into my ear while looking over my shoulder to see my phone. As we both are looking at the email we read “reviewing recent athletic footage” we blinked a little confused.
Mae snatched my phone and started reading it out loud. “Concerns about insane celebration at contested 3 point shots in a pre-season game” at this point were both crying.
I whisper “they saw the celebration I did…”
Mae then says “you celebrated too hard, but it wasn’t even bad.”
I guess it all started to make sense. The tournament before, I hit a contested 3 pointer and celebrated too hard. Someone must have recorded it and sent it to admissions. Seems like Sierra admissions took it personally.
Our mom walks in after we’re freaking out, we give her the phone hecka scared. She’s angry. “This is why you need to stay humble, what were you thinking?!”
We needed to get to the bottom of this, we went through the film clip by clip. Mae said “Omg right there, tae bro why did you stick your tongue out at her.”
Our mom covered her mouth “you stared her down after that too”
All this evidence was too much for us, soon everyone in town knew.
Our coach called us immediately, she was freaking out. “I warned you, NOT to celebrate before the 4th quarter.”
I apologized “ I understand coach, Im dorry” even though I was lowkey confused on what she was talking about.
By the end of the day we had a letter drafted, and an apology speech ready to go. Mae suggested posting our apology with the caption being “I’ve grown from this experience”
I said “I guess that feels vulnerable enough”
While my basketball team was spiraling as well as Mae and I.
Someone edited my basketball profile and said “Victim of excessive cellies”
Then just as we were finally expecting the end of our basketball career, we got another email from Sierra.
We all gather together freaking out even more, Mae and I on the verge of crying again.
I opened the email slowly, “dear student athlete, The previous email was intended for a different student who hit a backflip after a contested three during a scrimmage.”
We called our coach right away then we see another email stating “your offer remains active. We look forward to seeing you this season.”
The room exploded. My mom started crying screaming “BALL DON’T LIE” even though none of this made sense. Our coach said “ Thank you lord.”
Mae fell to her knees dramatically. She gets up and starts hugging me and just hug and jump in a circle while our mom joins in.
