Ball Is Life

Chapter 2.1

India

I was walking around school all damn day. After Crystal came home with scratches and shit on her face, I was hype as fuck. But of course we couldn't do shit. They all the way in Westside and we over here.

"What's up with your attitude today baby?" Paris asked me as we walked down the crowded hall way.

"I'm still mad about yesterday. I knew she shouldn't have gone in that double date with Chris and his bitch." I said rolling my eyes at the thought of the girl putting her hands on her sister.

"Aw, it's okay boo. You have me to cheer you up. Trust. We gone see them bitches again and when we do it's on and popping." She said just as Mijo came and wrapped his arm around her neck.

"Aye, wassup." He said nodding to me. "Paris."

"H-hi Mijo." She said smiling hard.

Can you say cheese it?

"You having another party?" I asked him. I wanted to get faded and drunk as fuck.

"Nah, why tho?" He asked.

"Because I need to get drunk as fuck."

"I'll only have a party-." He smiled at Paris. "If Paris come."

"When will it be?" She asked.

"Friday of course." He said winking at her.

"I want to throw up." I said fake gagging.

"I'll catch y'all later." Mijo said running off to his friends.

"Why you playing me tho?" Paris asked nudging me.

"I ain't playing you." I laughed. "You can just see all the water running from your damn ears."

"You calling me thirsty bitch?"

"Nah, you just a Lil dehydrated."

"Fuck that. But anywho. Why didn't Crystal come to school?" Paris asked checking her face in the hand mirror.

"She has a bruise under her eye."

Paris looked over at me as if I was crazy, "so?"

"She didn't want anyone to see her with a bruise."

"She better put in some damn makeup. Yeah, we grown but my momma would be like hell the fuck nah! Get yo busted ass up and go to school."

"Nah, my second mom is just ghetto as fuck."

"Fa'real tho. Her ass was using cooking oil as butter."

"I'm still confused tho babe, why the hell do your mom have a thick ass accent but you sound like you been in the hood all your life."

"Cause I take after that one nigga I call daddy." She said laughing.

I died laughing. Throwing my head back in laughter I didn't notice Chris standing in front of me. I bumped right into him dropping my books.

"Damn, I know you see me right here." I said bending over to pick up my books.

"I'll catch you later." Paris said running over towards Mijo when he gotten by himself.

"Babe, don't leave me-." I rolled my eyes to Chris. "What do you want?" I asked him.

"I hope you have your shit together. Cause we are still going to Westside." He said leaning against the wall staring at me.

"I'm not going no where. I'm taking my ass home. play basketball in my drive way and take my ass to sleep." I said trying to go around him. He stepped in front of me quickly.