Ball Is Life

Chapter 2.2

India

I rolled my eyes snatching my hand away from Chris for the 3rd time now. He's been trying to grab my hand after class ended and he's getting on my last nerve.

"Damn, Chris!" I said when his big body ass pushed against me.

"It wasn't me." He said pointing to Tyga, that was now walking next to us.

"Man, where Crystal?" Tyga asked.

"I don't know." I lied. I turned my head to look the other way. Chris grabbed my hand and I snatched it away. "Fuck off Christopher."

"Aye, don't be calling me that shit. How you know my whole name anyways?"

"Chris. Christopher. Not that hard to put two and two together."

"Shit, well-."

"This is some bullshit!" Tyga yelled. Chris and I looked over at him for a moment before he started explaining.

"I just text Crystal and she said she's on a date with a nigga name Terrance."

I snickered. Really? Did this bitch really just put my son out like that? Terrance is Paris baby brother. Aka, my son.

"That shit isn't funny, I'm trying to get with her and she out there trying to fuck with a bitch made, busted ass nigga."

"Hold the fuck up, watch your fucking mouth." I spat at him. I tried walking away but Chris and him followed.

"I thought you were my bestfriend. You just gone let your sister dog me with a bum ass nigga?" Tyga said pushing the matter.

"Shut the fuck. Up!" I yelled at him. I stepped to him and Chris quickly grabbed my by my waist pulling me back. "Your going to far. It's a joke. Terrance is like my son and he's just a baby, cool it with them words."

"Oh shit." Tyga said apologizing. "I didn't know."

"Of course you didn't know." I said shaking my head.

"Why did she say that then?" He asked, clearly fucking clueless.

"To make your ass sweat." I said rolling my eyes.

I pushed Chris away from me and rolled my eyes at him.

"Stop touching me. Why are you all up on me today?"

"Cause, I know you want a nigga. You just frontin'." He said biting his bottom lip.

"Oh my god. Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Nah, but stop frontin' and get with a nigga." He smiled.

I smiled, "A--." I said doing a little dance. "Nah." I said pointing at him and laughing. Tyga and I fell out laughing. My stomach was starting to hurt by laughing so damn much.

"She got that shit from-." Tyga laughed.

"My wife and kids. Fuck off." Chris said walking off.

"Awww." I said going after him and grabbing his hand.

He looked down at me and snatched his hand away. I turned and laughed at Chris temper. Tyga was so fucking red and his eyes was damn near closed I was wondering if he could see out of them bitches or not.

"I'm sorry." I said catching up to Chris.

"You playing with my emotions girl."

"I ain't playing with shit. I'm doing me and I'm taken anyways." I said fixing my outfit.

"By who?" He asked.

"Splading."

"You ain't taken by no damn basketball. Stop tripping."