Running your own drug business and having your name well known all over the city will have the ladies gawking over you, some people fear you, and others simply just want to be just like you, and others are simply jealous of everything you got and will do anything to take that from you, Derrick is known in the streets as "O'Cho" experience betrayal at its finest. Once Derrick brother started wanting to take his spot and become head honcho and his money hungry cousin also began wanting a piece of the pie, betrayal hits close to home. Derrick finds himself locked up fighting a case that he should've never been charged with, leaving his girl to fall victim to the scandal that got him locked up. Blood is not thicker than water in this situation, When Derrick finds out that his bloodline, close friends, and lover is responsible for his downfall, Derrick seeks vengeance on them all. What will Derrick do? Will family remain family? Will he rekindle old flames? Can he handle the truth that unfolds from the lips of the very person behind all his people turning on him?

As a sixteen and a half year old girl with a four month old brother, she is put through a lot. Without her mother who died of cancer, and her father no where to be found she is forced to fend for herself. To make quick cash she becomes a stripper by night and a mother by day. ✓| THIS STORY IS UNEDITED AND CONTSINS ALOT OF MISTAKES, AND I DO NOT OWN ANY PHOTOS USED IN THIS STORY|✓

There is no easy walk to freedom anywhere, and many of us will have to pass through the valley of the shadow of death again and again before we reach the mountaintop of our desires. - Nelson Mandela

Cause money ain't a thing if I got it I won't spend
 All I got is my Pros, I don't need no friends 
Feel like this glory road is coming to an end
 The only soul that won't sin
 No he won't give in
 Yo this world is bone chillin'. **THIS IS NOT A SEQUEL TO NO.99**

2015©| I never really got to know "Joey". But I got to know Jo-Vaughn very well. I got to know the prodies too but my heart was completely set on Jo-Vaughn. You could say I was head over heels but always hid it while around him and the prodies. I always kept my hopes up because I was only 3 years younger than him. I listened to their cyphers without them knowing because one of them would shoo me away and the whole group would go along with it to shut him up. They were talented...very talented. In 10th grade I was alone so I began to drown myself in clothes. Although Joey graduated he was still up there everyday as if he was held back but we didn't talk much....not at all really. I became closed up and boxed in focusing strictly on fashion and school. The people that knew me were ghost that I looked right through. They acted as if I was a alien and they were the last humans on earth. I soon got use to it and cut them off just as they did me. My hopes that maybe me and Joey would be a thing was gone.

It’s 1998, and a flood of new students are coming into the University of Alabama. The new seniors couldn’t care less, since all they want to do is graduate like the previous class. But everyone seems pretty interested in these freshmen. Who wouldn’t be? They’re the full package—any type of person you can think of, they’re somewhere in the bunch—and they come with a side of drama too. So meet Brian, Travis, Wayne, Nefertiti (aka Neffie), Flo, Hunter, Quincy, and Sabine. They have a lot to offer. Whilst the purpose of college may be to learn, everyone knows that the students don’t care much about that. The true concern is partying, relationships, and getting out all the stupidity they have in them before they crash into adulthood. Essentially, they’re doing everything they are not supposed to. Ladies and gentlemen, these are the college fiends.

"Let's Pretend I Ain't Your Friend So We Can Get It On Again." ▬ Tinashe.

"Why are you always like this? Every time I start to like someone you get so mad and over protective. You're my best friend not my brother!" "Because I... Because I." "Because I what?" Thebe sighed taking a deep breath. "Fuck it." He said before he smashed his lips onto hers.

"What would you rate me?" "From one through ten? Definitely a 12." It went silent for a moment. "What about me?" "What about you?" "What would you rate me?" "Why do you care?" "I don't care." "Then why are you asking?" "Why did you ask?" "Cause it was a joke." "Well so is mine." "I guess a 12 too." "You're only saying that cause I rated you a 12." "But it doesn't matter cause its a joke. Right?" "Right."