Ball Is Life

Chapter 1.3

India

I thought I was going to go this whole weekend without bullshit and here's the most bullshit of bullshit standing in front of me. Chris.

"You keep staring at me as if I'm disgusting." Chris said eyeing me.

You are. I wanted to say.

"I ain't staring at you, your in my way. So move." I said moving around him.

"How do you know Jamal?" He asked.

I rolled my eyes as we walked into the kitchen, "He's my brother."

"By blood?"

"Nah, by water. Of course by blood." I said grabbing a red cup and filling it up with straight vodka.

"I didn't know that. He just said he had someone he wanted to introduce me too. He said basketball is your life."

I smiled, "Yup."

"I haven't seen a smile from you until now. You should do it more often." He smiled.

"Right, I'll work on that." I said tapping on his shoulder and walking to the living room when twerk Some came on, I grabbed the guy nearest to me, which happened to be which happened to be a dude name Trell. We been going to school together aince the 2nd grade. he was cool peoples.

I never ask for someone to dance, just grab and go.

"Damn, can't ask nobody." He said in my ear. I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Nah, just grab and go." I said pushing him back and hiking my leg up and continued to swerve him.

"Oh shit! Look-ie here!" I thick chick said walking up to us.

I knew that tone of voice anywhere. I was dancing on someone's man. But why she mad? It's a party, go dance on another nigga. You see yo nigga doing the same.

"Wassup babe?" Trell asked going up to her, trying to kiss her lips but she moved her head to look at me. I smiled and waved a bit. Then smirked. That's sure enough to set her ass off.

"You think that shirt is cute?" She asked me.

"Yo, Heather, chill the fuck out. It's a fucking party. Don't fuck shit up. You already know Mijo won't be hesitant to kick yo ass out his crib." He said grabbing Heather arm.

"You damn skippy." Mijo said walking forward as he was getting swerved on. I laughed and shook my head at him. A basketball drugie.

"See. We cool here." Trell said smiling. "Thanks for the dance Indie."

"Welcome Trellie." I said throwing up my piece sign and going out to find Crystal.

I walked threw the crowd and beefed it up to the music that was playing as I made my way outside. It was packed out in the front and if Mijo didn't want his party to get shut down, he should move the party to the background.

"Mijo!" I said calling him.

He looked up and nodded at me, I told him to come here using my finger. He made his way over to me and he hugged me when he reached me.

"I saw you getting it in, in there." He said smiling.

"Well you know me, but if you want your party to go on any longer, I advise you to move these people to the backyard ASAP."

"Shit, you right. Good looking out." He said smiling.

"No problem. Just give me a bottle of vodka by the end of the night."

"Bet." He said walking away as he started directing people to the backyard.

"Aye." Jamal said as he appears next to me.