Promo

[Guest This is Bo]

There’s a camera that’s been following SIN like if this was an episode of ‘Real World’. SIN is sporting the latest gear in ‘Akademic’s, a blue sweatshirt that has the ‘AK’ logo on the front with light faded blue jeans that is as well named Akademic with a belt, black belt, the belt buckle has the AK logo on it, of course, he has light blue faded timbs, with a light blue fitted Yankee hat.

 

SIN walks towards his dressing room where he noticed that his door is slightly open. He quickly put his back against the wall, trying to look inside with the door slightly ajar but does not see anything. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath before placing his hands on the door. He crouches down a little while pushing the door open; he takes tiny steps towards the door.

 

SIN slowly inches his way inside his room…it’s relatively dim inside, but not close to dark as one would imagine. He crawls his way towards the back of the couch which is by the middle of the room. He sits down on the floor with his back leaning on the back of the couch. He’s breathing fast but slowly gains his composure back…when…

 

“What the fuck you doing?”

 

The voice is a familiar voice; SIN has heard it many times while in training…this is the voice from his mentor, his friend, the father figure, and shit, something like his big brother.

 

SIN cracks a smile once he heard the voice and quickly jumps to his feet. He walks towards Bo and gives him a pound with a hug.

 

“What the fuck you doing here? Don’t you know you might get arrested by the pigs?”

SIN said, sounding nervous and excited at the same time.

 

“Shit, I aint never scurred…” Bo said with a cocky smile on his face. “But for real for real, I talked to the man and he said that as long as I don’t beat anybody up I can come through.”

 

“That’s whatsup.” SIN said giving Bo some dap. “But still…whatchu doing here?”

 

Bo walks towards the middle of the couch, SIN just stares at him while Bo digs into his back pocket. He takes out a think envelope and throws it towards the table that sits right in front of the couch.

 

SIN looks at the envelope as is slowly spins in the air…

 

Slow motion…

 

This is just for dramatic effect…

 

You can hear the little “chig…chig…chig…chig…chig…while the envelope continues to twirls in the air.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It’s still in the air…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Still…

 

 

 

 

 

 

The envelope opens up a little and SIN noticed a little green paper sneak out of it.

 

 

 

The envelope crashes on top of the table, a few green papers leaked out…SIN’s eyes grew as he noticed that the green paper was money. SIN walks towards it and grabs the envelope. He opens it up and looks up at Bo who just stands close to the door with a smile on his face.

 

“Who gave you this?” SIN asked.

 

“Who you think?”

 

SIN looks back down at the ‘paper’… “How much is in here…5 G’s?”

 

“Yeah, 5 thousand dollars…right to the tee.” Bo confirmed.

 

“Who send it?” SIN asked as he continued to look down at the envelope.

 

“Sir Marv.” Bo answered.

 

SIN’s head just shot up and looked at Bo with a perplexed look plastered on his face. “What?”

 

“Yeah, Sir Marv gave it to me to give it to you.”

 

“Why?” Sin asked.

 

“Oh, to say thank you for meeting with him. I mean, it’s not the way he wanted it to turn be, but it is what it is…he likes your passion.”

 

“I told him to suck my left nut.” SIN said, still confused about the money.

 

Bo starts walking towards SIN and grabs the folding chair that’s by the wall. “Yeah, that’s the reason why he only gave you 5 thousand. Apparently, he don’t like lefties…hell, he doesn’t like anything that’s left orientated. He said they’re strange and backward people.” Bo said, now sitting on the folding chair.

 

More baffled SIN said. “But isn’t he…”

 

“Yeah.” Bo said cutting him off. “He’s a lefty.”

 

SIN shakes his head and walks towards the couch. Now Bo and SIN sits face to face…just having a casual conversation.

 

“Listen, you got a lot of money right here and that’s just for talking to the guy. Imagine if you was to work with him, the possibilities are endless, backup, movies, endorsement, championship title, the works…He can make it happen, think about it.” Bo said, still trying to sale Sir. Marv’s services.

 

“I still feel that he’s a fuckin snake.” SIN said, still not convinced of Sir Marv’s services or personality.

 

“I understand…I mean he is republican.”

 

Bo and SIN looked at each other for a few seconds before looking towards the camera; they stare at the camera for about 5 seconds before emerging a slight grin on their faces. They turn to look at each again to continue their discussion

 

“Listen, he will make you famous, he will give you money, then he will make you get power…and once you get the mother fuckin power, people would respect you.” Bo said.

 

“It’s that simple…Money, Power Respect? The need of life, and he will provide that for me?” SIN said, still not convinced.

 

“No, I didn’t say he will provide it for you, but he will give you the chance for you to get it. He will show you the door, but you have to knock on it or knock it down. He wants you to knock it down.”

 

The two New York native sit there, not speaking but thinking of what can happen if SIN was to sign the contract to the devil.

 

“I don’t know, shit, maybe I should call him and say to suck my right nut and he’ll give me another 5 g’s.” SIN said, smiling.

 

“All I’m asking is for you to think about it. Seriously, this is your chance to make it big…it’s all about money, power, and respect.”

 

There was another moment of silence for about 20 seconds before SIN spoke up saying. “You know what; I’m going to do me. I’m going to get the mother fuckin power, and after I get the mother fuckin power, mother fuckers will respect me.”

 

“Ok…So what are you going to do?”

 

“You’ll see!” SIN answered.

 

SIN reaches in his pocket and grabs his cell phone…

 

That’s when the camera faded out.