Ever since Blakey Hooper was a young girl, she was known for her work ethic and abilities on the basketball court. School came naturally to her – she never had a hard time understanding the curriculum even when it was hard to understand for most kids her age. If you were to walk by the beach courts on any given night, you would find the girl with carmel colored skin, curly brown hair that resembled a lion's mane and vibrant green eyes that were as green as perfectly watered grass in the summer time. South Mission Beach Courts was a tranquil place for the number one prospect in the nation for girl’s basketball to train and get her mind off of things occurring in her life. One blistering night on the beach courts of San Diego, the fluorescent lights illuminating the unoccupied court's, Blakely Hooper shot unaffected by the world around her. As the night
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I thought you were the number one prospect in the 2018 class, prove it by playing a normal guy like me.” Blakely set down her basketball by her bag and stated,
“Check the ball, if I score in one try you have to leave me to shoot alone, deal?”
With a nod Dashiell gave her the ball. Blakely took the ball - she crossed between her legs, then hesitated, then dribbled two times behind her back and went to lay it up on the right side of the hoop all alone, but then did a reverse lay in on the left side of the basket. As she glanced back to see where Dashiell was, she saw the 6’5 beast of a man picking himself off the ground. If Blakely had to conjecture when Dashiell fell she would have to say it was when she went behind her back, but she did not know for sure because she was focused on scoring so she could be by herself again. Blakely chuckled,
“ I think that means you can leave my court now? I think that was the deal.” Dashiell dusted himself off as Blakley tossed him his ball and
I thought you were the number one prospect in the 2018 class, prove it by playing a normal guy like me.” Blakely set down her basketball by her bag and stated,
“Check the ball, if I score in one try you have to leave me to shoot alone, deal?”
With a nod Dashiell gave her the ball. Blakely took the ball - she crossed between her legs, then hesitated, then dribbled two times behind her back and went to lay it up on the right side of the hoop all alone, but then did a reverse lay in on the left side of the basket. As she glanced back to see where Dashiell was, she saw the 6’5 beast of a man picking himself off the ground. If Blakely had to conjecture when Dashiell fell she would have to say it was when she went behind her back, but she did not know for sure because she was focused on scoring so she could be by herself again. Blakely chuckled,
“ I think that means you can leave my court now? I think that was the deal.” Dashiell dusted himself off as Blakley tossed him his ball and