A Player Remade (Sequel to A Player in the Remaking)

Chapter Forty Eight

"Do I need to whoop her ass, Chres?"

"Nah, if she gets too out of control I'll tell you, I'm just gonna block her ass for now."

"Okay, make sure you tell me if it does get too out of control. I don't wanna have to whoop her ass and your ass."

"Whatever, niggie." He said, mushing my head.

Chresanto was driving me home after our little night of fun. I was too sore and tired to even think about going anywhere last night, so I just spent the night at his place. My mom didn't mind since she trusts me and that I'm practically grown, so she just said that she'd see me in the afternoon when she gets back home from work.

I had some plans with November and Darshay later on today so I was just going to spend my morning with Jacob.

"What time are you picking me up later on?" I asked.

"Call me when you done with Darshay and November."

"Alright, bye baby." I said, pecking Chresanto's lips before entering my house.

I dropped my bags in my old room and smiled, remembering all the good and bad things that happened in the house. I always did this when I came back home. I really couldn't wait until I moved back to California in a few months.

"Whats up, fat head?" Jacob asked, pulling me into a tight hug.

"Jakey!" I screamed, wrapping my arms around his neck. "How are you?"

"Great, how you been? How's New York? You stopped sending me pictures after the third week." He asked, plopping on my bed. I plopped right down with him.

I giggled. "I'm sorry, I just didn't find anything interesting anymore since I was use to everything, but it was great! I'm making a lot of friends and you know Kenya is still crazy as hell."

"Damn, I haven't spoke to Kenya in a long ass time. How she doin'?"

"She's good, still her crazy ol' loud self."

He chuckled. "How are your classes?"

"Hard as ever but I'm keeping up with everything pretty nicely. How's college going for you?"

"I hate it," He mumbled. "I love getting a education, don't get me wrong but these teachers be doing too damn much with all these essays and stuff."

"I feel you like they be expecting ten page essays every week and shit. Ain't anything in this world that damn interesting to write ten pages about."

"Exactly, anyways lets forget about school right now. Where was your little fast ass at last night, hm?"

I laughed. "Boy if you don't getcho' nosey ass out my face. I was at Chresanto's."

"Mhm, better not be bringing in no damn babies."

"No, Sir. I think the one you and Darshay are gonna have is too damn much already."

"By the way, we're finding out the sex sometime this week."

"Really? Are you guys excited."

"Hell yeah, then we can start picking out names, and clothes, and stuff."

"I already know you want it to be boy."

"Damn right I want a boy. I wanna be able to dress him and stuff. Plus, I couldn't be able to deal with a girl that's exactly like Darshay. She's already a piece of work by herself."

"Aren't all girls a piece of work? How are you guys."

"We're fine, we've just had a few disagreements about some things."