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Treyvon Thompson POV

Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're going to get. I mean that's what my mom told me before I left for university. I can't wait for the NBA so I could be done with school, I lived in LA but came down to West Virginia for school. I could have went to a different university or closer to home but my future was at risk so I had to do what was best for me and my family. That was moving out here of course.

I had a altercation back in LA, You know will from fresh Prince, Yeah that's me. But I didn't  shoot no gun just got into a fight, went to jail, lost almost all my offers, had to restart life and move on from my old one. And let me tell y'all this was because a girl. Yeah.... A girl. My Ex. It just gives me a way talking about this mess.

Anyways I was going to my classes since I was done my early morning workout. Yes I'm a sophomore in university. I should have went straight to the league but noooo my agent said it was best for me to stay back even though I had one of the best seasons last year. My boys Jalen, Josh, Sharife, Cade all went to the league. I was happy because they all made it. Josh and Jalen was on the rockets, Rife was on the Hawks and Cade was on the pistons. Yeah lucky them.

I went to my business class I took just because I wanted to be a business man just in case the league plan goes left. You don't know what could happen. I opened the door to see 2 people in the class. What time is it.
I put my stuff down and walked to the door looking at my phone. I walked until I felt someone bump into me.

"I'm soo sor- I didn't see you coming out the door" A voice said. I looked up for a quick second and looked back down. Waittttt.

I looked back up and Saw a small lightskin with black straight hair looking five foot five ish.

"Do you need something" she says grabbing her books from the ground.

"Uhh nah I'm good ma, my bad for not looking" I apologized as we was talking, I could feel another presence coming this way.

"Girlllll can you hurry up and get in the class, I need your notes since I was out working" Another girl says from a distance pacing her and the girl in the class. She looked at me before going inside.


Damn did a girl just made me stutter?







Mirah Johnson POV

That boy really didn't help me pick up my shit after he done knocked it over, I mean he was fine. I haven't really seen a lot of boys at this university, it was really... dry. Last time I had a relationship was before graduation but that nigga cheated on me with my best friend. He fumbled hard for a girl with aids.

"Why didn't you tell me we had notes to copy Mirah, I literally texted you tell me when we're taking notes" Daeshai says. I really didn't see the text plus this girl was outside doing who knows what with her sneaky link.

"Girl we all know that nigga had you out again, don't lie about you had work" I said grabbing my notes from my bag and I handing it to her. She gave me a hug and I gave her one back. That's my best friend Daeshai, she's been there since my first day here. She's also knows how this place works. She gets us free food, merch, and free books. You know books ain't free like that.

But theirs more to the friend group. Theirs Jasmine, Jordan, And Simone. Jasmine is the quiet but likes to party one. Jordan has a boyfriend but she's just a outgoing person, Simone just likes to be Simone. Anyways I went to sit down but I felt a figure tap my shoulder. I turn around and see the same boy that didn't help me pick up my books. What a Jerk.

"Hey I apologize for not helping you so I got you this" He says. As he pulled a ice coffee out his tray.

"Don't you play a sport so why you drinking coffee?" I Asked him as he keep drinking. He looks up and he shrugs.

"I'm like 6'6, I think my growth has come to a end" He says and he was right. He was tall tall for his age. Darkskin with tattoos all around his body. 

"I can see, thanks for the drink sir" I said to him as he was on his phone. Him and the damn phone.

"No problem and you can call me Treyvon ma" He says smiling at me. Ma? We already at that level?

"You can call me Amirah but I go by Mirah" I told him. He nods. We stare at each other for a minute until the professor comes in.
























Treyvon POV

"Y'all coming down here for the weekend?" I asked My friend Josh. I'm  on the phone with him and they wanted to come over for the weekend and since we don't got classes Monday I was thinking we should go out or plan something.

"Yeah we all don't have games this weekend, so that's the plan" He says. It was going to be Josh, Jalen, Sharife, Cade, Ja. I barely see Ja only because he's a lot older and he has to take care of his daughter plus the league.

"Yo lemme tell you about this fine girl I met today" I said to Josh and he starts laughing.

"Nigga you talking to a girl? What happened to I'm done with bitches" he says, He wasn't wrong. After that ex broke up with me, she set me up and that's how I got into that issue that led me here.



































































"I mean she couldn't be different"

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