Ball Is Life

Chapter 3.0

India

I got out my shower and wrapped the towel around my body. I then got my clothes off the floor walking into my chilled room. I walked over to my bed and threw my clothes one by one into the basket by my closet door, being to lazy to walk over and put them in there. I took my wet hair from the high pony tail and massaged the moose into my hair. I then pressed play on my iHome and fucking problem rang in my room.

"I luh bad bitches that's my fucking problem. And yeah I like to fuck and that's my fucking problem." I rapped along to 2 Chainz. I moved to my closet and pulled out some leggings and my jacket. "Boots or Flat? Boots or Flats?" I asked myself.

I picked up my black army like boots and smiled. "Boots." I then began to get dressed putting on my red lace underwear.

"Halle Berry, hallelujah. Holla back I'll do ya, beast . Ayeeee!" I said bopping to the music. This was the shit. I then began getting dressed after I danced around on the hook if the song.

When I fixed the OBEY beanie on my head a knock came to my door.

"Yeah!?" I called out.

"It's your mother." My mom said opening my door.

"Whats up, ma?" I asked poking my lips out in my mirror.

"I want to talk to you about basketball." She smiled sitting down on my bed.

"What about it ma? I told you I was gonna get back in first place." I said turning to look at her.

"No, not that." She said fanning me off. "I have no doubt about that. I'm talking about you going to a trip to Atlanta next weekend."

"Is Crystal going?" I asked her.

"Unfortunately. No. She's going to one in Chicago. It seems like two different colleges are looking at you two."

I did a double take looking at my mothers face. "Ma, we've always said we were going to UCLA together. Two different colleges can't look at us."

"I know, but UCLA is looking at people in the ATL. And Cry doesn't have a problem with it. I've already talked to her about it. I'm just waiting for you to say something so I can get the tickets for you guys."

"So, are you and dad going?" I asked her.

"Nope. I think you guys are old enough to start traveling on your own. You'll be doing so in about 7 months anyways."

"I know, ma." I smiled. "We are getting old."

"You are. Y'all need to slow down." She said getting up from my bed. "So I can catch up."

I shared a laugh with her before we both walked out my room. We walked into the kitchen and my to see my daddy leaning against the island with the news paper in his hands.

"Hi daddy." I said hugging him and kissing his cheek.

He kissed my forehead, "How's my favorite girl?"

"She's good." I smiled and sat at the island.

"So, did you figure out what your gonna do?" He asked drinking from his coffee mug. Straight black.

"No, I haven't figured it out dad. I'm kind of bummed Crystal isn't going with me."

"Well, she needs to figure it out soon." My mom said nodding her head at me as she brought me my plate of food.

"Thank you mommy." I smiled up at her as my dad began talking again.

"Sweet heart, and you crystal aren't going to be with each other forever."