The Brotha's House

Chapter 1: Marc

    Yo my name is Marcus but everyone in my hood just calls me Marc. I'm very well know for getting myself in trouble with the law. But I never start anything but I'm the type of nigga to finish it. I was living at homes with moms and she was getting tired of my shit. She told me I had three weeks to find a job or a nigga would be homeless.

    A nigga was searching on Craigslist for work when I came across an ad. In the ad it stated " In need of six men willing to live in a house for three months. Grand prize would be included to the winner as well." Once I saw that a nigga had to sign up for it. I sent my photo in and the information they needed. About a week later I received a call from a guy named Joseph.

    I answered the phone and said " Wassup who dis" it was a pause for a while and then he said " Is this Marcus Johnson?". I said " Yes" I was still curious who this was. That's when he spoke and said " This is Joseph I'm the producer of The Brotha House". I laughed and then said " So wassup did I get in bruh?". He said " Yes and I expect to see you this Friday" . We talked for a little bit more before we hung up. He had to inform the other contestants.

    It was Friday morning and a nigga was happy as fuck. I was basically going on a paid vacation. I left my house at 8:36 in the morning. I was slapping that Big Sean Dark Paradise the whole way to the house. I arrived at the house at 12:47 in the afternoon. I parked my little bucket and walked in the house. I opened the door and yelled " Wassup is anybody up in this bitch?". I guess I was the first one to get here.

    I started to walk around the crib to check it out. I left my bags by the door and looked around. This crib had two bedrooms with three beds in each room. It had a computer room. A big ass kitchen. It hope a dope as living room with a fat ass TV. A backyard with a pool. A nigga could get use to living like this.

   30 minutes passed so I started to watch some tv. But that's when I began to hear someone opening the door. When they finally opened the door. All I could say to myself was shawty was sexy as fuck. That's when I said " Wassup my name is Marc what's yours?" He he responded and said " Eric".