𝓢𝓱𝓪𝓭𝓸𝔀...

𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗣𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿...

Welp... this arc is slowly coming to close. Each ending in Class of '09 is really really short, like some are only less than half an hour. I've decided to then make a five(now six) chapter arc about the photography class route. I'll admit, I wanted it to be shorter, but I just like writing so much huh? 

Anyways, enjoy...

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A smiling Mr. White was happily put some of the cleansing supplies away when he heard the dark room slam open.

"YOU!" Jecka yells.

"Ah, what a lovely surprise girls. Now Nicole, you wouldn't happen to be recruiting another loyal white to our cause?" White asks.

"Fuck no!" Nicole says, "You shot my boyfriend!"

"Our boyfriend!" Jecka says.

"That's undetermined-- Fuck i'm losing track."

"Judging by your tones and the mention of that dirty {HARD R}, I think neither of you are down for the purification of this fine--"

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU CALL MARKY!?"

"Jecka chill!"

"Is that why you're teaching here!? To shoot black boys and convert quirky art girls into Klan members!?" Jecka exclaims.

"Well, when you put it that way, it sounds so easy. The art school girls here were absolutely terrified of black people... until that {HARD R} came along."

Jecka growls, knowing White is referring to Marcus.

...

"Wait you thought we're quirky art people?" Nicole asks, genuinely surprised.

"No, just a broad example," Jecka tells her.

"Please try to see this my way. That {HARD R} your friends with is hiding something from you. All {HARD R}'s do," White says.

"If I hear Marcus and the n-word in the same sentence one more time, I'll gut you open like white fish!" Jecka threatens. 

"He and his kind are the reason we simply wish to promote our own heritage. His kind does that as well."

"Yeah, but they're justified," Jecka says, "It's people like you why they do it in the first place."

"That is exactly my point," White says, "So there's Black Power, that's fine. How is White Power any different?"

"Um, oh, I don't know, you already have everything!" Nicole answers, "Ya'll are just doing a victory lap!"

"If you don't cut this shit out, we'll stop you."

"You're two little teenage girls," White says, smirking, "What can you even do?"

"Get me to catch everything on video."

White, Jecka, and Nicole turned to see a smirking Marcus. 

"So you knew I was FBI?"

"I've heard the word from my fellow brothers," White tells him, "Regular {HARD R}'s don't have aim like you."

"Heh. I'll take the compliment," Marcus says, "And i'll take you the station right now."

"Not if I--!"

Marcus already had his gun pointed at Mr. White.

"Don't even try it..."

...

"You're cooked like fine meth, Mr. White. Now drop it."

...

White drops the gun to the floor.