Tevin in the MM
Marcus POV
Im currently at the Quad shirtless, smoking a blunt because....I don't give a fuck.
Like I mentioned before: this my campus.
Suddenly, I look up and see the freshman. Its time for me to mess with him.
"Yo!" I yell. He doesn't respond. I yell again, he walks straight pass me. I immediately get offended and start trailing over his way.
"I know you heard me freshman. Yo pussy ass heard me hollering at you. You hear me, bitch?"
He stops dead in his tracks, turns around with the maddest face I've seen him in yet. Hmm, must've struck a nerve.
"What the hell is your problem? Why won't you leave me alone? Matter fact, leave me the hell alone! I want nothing to do with you."
"I just wanted to check on you," I lied. "I guess I should've stayed in my spot."
"Yeah, you fucking should've. Now drop dead. I just wanna get back to my dorm and study."
"Study what?"
"History."
"What part?"
"Roman Empire."
"What are the dates and subjects you need to cram fo'?"
"Why do you need to know!? Stay outta my business, son!"
"Son? I ain't yo damn son jit!"
"Whatever. I don't have to tell you my business."
"You should. Cause if yo little freshman ass got History & Economics with Prof. Douglas, then you definitely need somebody to study with. And since I passed his class, I might be of service."
"No thanks but Im pretty sure I can get C's on my own."
"Ol' bitch ass freshman I passed with an A in his class."
"Uggh!!!!! Im sick of you calling me out my name as if I'm one of your whores out here. My name is Tevin, you got it? T-E-V-I-N. TEV-IN. Not FRESHMAN, not JIT, and especially not BITCH."
"Hey Honeybun! Hey Marcus!" A group of ladies walking by interrupted our conversation. They were fine as hell so I didn't mind.
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General FictionTevin, a stuck up sophomore from Manhattan, attends Fisk University in Nashville, Tennessee. He gets along with mostly everyone there....except one. Marcus Williams. Star athlete, charmer and public enemy #1, as far as Tevin is concerned. Gee, I won...