The Beginning
Tiffany was almost done with her degree and ready to venture into the sports world.
There were new basketball players she wanted bring on as clients.
She was a lover of the game and wanted to be a part of the atmosphere as soon as she could.
Tiana still had loads of work to do but wanted a pick me up to get her through.
She went to a local coffee shop and grabbed a French vanilla latte.
The smell hit her nose and she was instantly lively and happy.
As she walked out the door she saw a local bar and hastily went inside.
She saw Marcus Dunham yelling at his mistakes as he watched himself on t.v.
He took another sip of the poison in his drink and muttered to himself.
''I suck!''. He said yelling at himself.
Some guys around were agreeing.
He just put his head down in shame.
Tiffany grabbed her Margarita with Lime and looked over in his direction.
''Hey Marcus you tried your best!. It was a tough game.'' She said
Marcus flashed a quick smile then frowned.
''Uh are you a coach?''. He said rudely
''That ain't what my coach told me!''. Marcus said
''He said I was whack!''. Marcus frowned
''He right''. Marcus said drunkenly and putting his head down again
''Not true''. Tiffany said
''You need some work but your not whack!''. She said
''Who are you?''. Marcus said looking up
''Hi I am Tiffany the student. Soon to be a Sports Agent''.
''Um okay''. Marcus said mood unchanged.
''Thank you pretty lady''. He said
Her presence started to make him cheer up a little.
''You can sit with me''. Marcus looked up at her
''I have to get back to these books''. She said
'' You did say you a student''. He said
''Yep I am''. Tiffany said smiling
'' I mean it looked like you came in here for a break''. Marcus said
''So get that break then''. He said smirking