Drumline: A New Beat Page #3
Back to Lee,
wearing a tight shirt.
Well, word around campus
is you do too, so you
don't have anything
to be nervous about.
I'm not.
I dated you for three
years, I know you... enough
to remember your
pre-game tradition.
Two piece with hot
sauce, and a cherry coke.
Woo-hoo.
Sean, I umm- I
know, I should eat.
Right, right,
you should eat.
Well umm, good luck, I
don't think you need it.
Wow.
Huh, so you didn't go to
home grown with everybody?
I wanted to be
ready for tomorrow.
Mm, okay.
Hey, you alright?
I mean, I know I'm sexy
and all.
Boy, please!
Please what?
What?
You think I'm like what?
Scared, nervous,
in awe maybe?
You know what I'm learning
about myself lately?
I'm not afraid
of anything.
Now who's
scared, Mr. Lapierre?
Good night.
Yes sir, today is
the unveiling.
I'm trying to see what
Dr. Taylor and this new
ANT band are
bringing to the table.
I got my cooler-
C'mon, I'm not gonna
miss the bus.
Shoot, I forgot my
hat, go on without me.
Okay.
She been ready, I told
her to come through after
the game.
You already know.
Woo boy, we about to
kick the Glorie's ass.
And the senate is
tight as hell this year.
You can thank
me for that, son.
Yo, what you
do is dirty yo.
Man, I ain't having no
b*tches on the line,
I don't care who a
cousin is, we ain't
that desperate.
I hear you.
Bro.
Look, here comes that
football player that keeps
checking me out.
Y'all tear it up out
there, I'll be watching.
We don't have enough
b*tches on the line.
And I ain't having no
b*tches on the line.
Yo, ruin your period?
Yo Armondi, chill out.
Let me handle this.
Yeah, handle her.
Tyree, I was just trying
to show that a b*tch can
be on the senate, that's
what I am right Armondi?
He got the
line to block me.
Is there something I need
to handle, Mr. Raymond?
No, sir.
Get your line together,
Mr. Raymond... or I'll do
it for you.
Ty, he...
It's going to be okay, girl.
So, you gonna
let them run you?
Look, this is my
line, all right?
I know we're family, so
I'm gonna give it to you
straight, you
just messed up, D.
Why don't you help
unpack the drums, P2.
Hey.
So what happened
on that field?
I just got so mad after
I found out what
Armondi did.
Setting her off
on the field.
So you think I set it off?
Oh yeah, no doubt, on the
field and in the hallway.
Devon Miles.
Oh, I remember that hard
head gave you a run for
your money
your senior year.
Yeah, then he graduated
and turned into P-Diddy.
Mhm.
Music, clothes- Yup
Vanity water, my boy is
everywhere.
Oh god, he was cute.
If he wasn't married,
I'd ask you to hook me up.
Y'all still friends right?
I don't think you need any
help from that department.
You'd be surprised, after
the divorce I just,
I had to get my
head right, you know?
So, I started
dating my career.
Shut up.
I'm just saying, I can't
remember the last time a
man picked me up in his
car and offered me some
Boone's Farm wine and
swept me away to some
real R&B, grown
and sexy music.
Wait, hold up,
Boone's Farm?
Don't act like you
don't drink Boone's Farm.
That's a long time.
Don't- Don't remind me.
Grown and sexy, huh?
But, I still got
the moves though.
Can you move to this?
Ohh, woo!
Yeah, I still got
the moves though.
I do too.
One lows.
Did you just body roll?
Oh you know, that's it.
Hey, mhm.
Mhm.
Awh, you still got it.
Dr. Taylor, you listening
to fifth quarter?
Southern State
is talking smack!
Oh.
Big Southern State
this weekend,
Bears' long standing
rivalry?
Oh yeah, I'm terrified.
Look here man, my
brother's a good leader,
and from what I've heard
they had a decent show
this weekend.
But, ANT hasn't
been a force in years.
Mmm.
So, from what I know, the
Panthers are about to
get declawed.
He's just trying to get in
my head before a game in
the classic.
Don't let him, this school
needs this band to be
great, and you
can do that.
Oh, don't worry, I
still got some moves too.
rivalry goes back years,
and we will show that
ANT can reign supreme.
You talk about identity,
this game this weekend,
this is ANT's identity.
So, I want your undivided
attention, when you wake
up, when you're in line at
the cafeteria, when you on
the phone begging for
money from your momma, run
your music, live in it.
Well, I hear
you're doing well.
It's a good thing, since I
put my dishwasher rep
on the line.
Thanks again for this.
You're welcome.
You okay?
Truth?
Mm-hmm.
Not really.
It's just band stuff.
Well, as dean of the
students, you can tell me
anything.
Let's sit.
I just don't know
how to feel about it.
Yo, can I use the iron?
Yeah, but I'm gonna
need you to put all that
chocolate away, if
I can't have none.
You know better, okay?
C'mon.
D girl, don't even worry
about Armondi, I heard he
barely made the
line himself.
He's insecure,
so he lashes out.
And that's because he
thinks he can break you,
'cause he do that
to me all the time.
Skinny, black, gay
preacher's son with the
big ass curly 'fro.
Damn, how many crosses
did you have to bear?
Enough to decide to
put them all down when I
stepped foot on this line.
Look, let him be stupid,
you just keep doing you,
all right?
Oh, I am.
I already handled it.
Hey.
So, uh, some of us are
going out tonight, and we
were, well I wanted to
see if you wanted to hang.
Well, mmm, I don't
have to work tonight.
Yo, we partying or what?
There goes Josh, trying
to get to Tasha again.
That is so not happening.
I hope the universe is
taking notes for my
new man.
I can take my own notes.
Not tonight, JFK.
C'mon.
Hey don't worry, look, I'm
sure the line will come
around and so
will our money.
I'm not worried, I'll
make them recognize.
Is this the
brand new Dani?
I like the sound of that.
Okay, okay, but let me
ask, do you think she's
got enough room for a
guy who's kind of sexy?
And real cocky?
We'll see.
C'mon.
Yo Jay, whats up player?
Rizzy.
I ain't even know
you was comin' man.
You pops is
about to do a set.
Oh yeah?
Yeah, I was just kickin'
it with some friends from
school.
Oh right, you're
Mr. Joe College now.
So, you coming in?
Um no, I'm sure he's got
enough fans for himself.
It'll be fun.
Y'all Jay's dad is
about to perform.
What?
Let's go.
What?
I'm down.
Yeah.
Let's do it.
All right, let's get
ready for some old school,
get in your
blood type music.
From Atlanta's very
own, Mr. Jimmy Lapierre.
Is your dad okay?
He's good, nothing new.
Too bad I'm cool.
Woo.
Ugh, how y'all doing?
Heard my boy was
here, where you at son?
C'mon put the light, put
the light up, I want to
see you.
Ha-ha-ha, that's my
C right there, ha.
Uh ah, give him a minute.
I was worried.
You ain't got to
worry about me.
Seriously?
What?
I'll open a window.
So you're just gonna
put that wall back up?
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