I don’t know why he’s being so nice. He puts his arm around me and says, “Don’t worry, you can’t score every time but you still gotta take the shot. Respect for taking the risk, bro. I’ve got a question for you: Why did you ask out the whitest boy in school? Why not give a brother a chance?” I laugh, through my tears. “You’re funny.” “Yeah,” Kieran sighs, “so are you. I should go but if anyone gives you any trouble, you let me know.” He squeezes my shoulder, walks to the door.
