Savannah George was just your every day college student, until she has a chance encounter with R&B singing sensation "Iverson". Becoming romantically involved with the singer, can Savannah handle the pressures that come with being in a relationship...
Flashback, January 5th, 2003, Somewhere in San Diego
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Terrell "T" Bankhead(left) and Jerome "Romy" Nixon(right)
"Aye Romey!" "Yeah nigga!" "Remember the bitch we robbed?" "Yeah, that fine one! Too bad, cause she looked like she could have used some dick in her life. The bitch put up a good fight. But what about her?" "Nigga, she on the tv!" "What!?" "Look!" Both young men looked at each other wide eyed. "Awww shit! That's "Charles In Charge" cousin. Man, we gotta get the fuck up outta here!" "Hell yeah nigga! The "Goon Squad" ain't no joke." But before the young men could leave, a group of men busted in the door. Next thing you know, the barrels of guns were in their face.
The young men had their hands up. "Aye man, we don't want no problems." "Shut the fuck up!" The young men were pistol whipped so hard that they were knocked to the ground. "You know why we're here right!?" "We didn't know, man!" As soon as they responded, they were kicked in the stomach. The young men squirmed in pain. One of the goons grabbed one of the young men by the back of the shirt collar. They both looked each other in the eye. Then suddenly a fist came flying and hit the young man in the jaw. He fell to the ground.
The goon took out his phone and dialed up a number. The line had picked up. "We got em'! What do you want done? Alright!" The lead goon hung up and put the phone back in his pocket. He snapped his finger. Right then, two goons dragged the two young men to the bathroom. They filled the bathtub with water. The goons then picked up the half cautious young men and dunked their heads into the water. When the young men were risen out of the water, they were wide awake, spitting water out their mouths and coughing as well. "Tell me why we shouldn't drown yo' ass right now!?" The two men pleaded to live. "Man, we said that we didn't know!" The lead goon shook his head. He barked orders at the two other goons that held the two young men. "Again!" And once again, they were dunked into the water. This time they were squirming while trying to gasp for air.
After a longer moment submerged, they were finally lifted up out of the water. The lungs of the two men were in so much pain, they felt like they were going to explode. The young men begged and pleaded for their lives. One of the goons phone had rang. He picked it up. "Yeah....alright!" The goon hung up and looked at the two young men. "Well you lucky! You get to live. But if any family member of Chuck's gets hurt again by the two of you, next time you won't be so lucky. You'll be six feet under." The two men nodded. The lead goon snapped his finger. The goons went out the door. As soon as they had arrived, the goons were gone.
