Student Swag

(Ok, let's start this off by saying this is a story about Walter and Jason Swag. Two sons that were born 10 months apart. They both grew up in a mostly black neighborhood. Both of them, have also, been moving around in North Carolina from home to home. City to City. With their parents, They have been looking for the best place for them to finish their last two years in high-school at.) (They have just moved from Sidility, North Carolina. Now they're headed to Devilish, North Carolina hopefully to start a new future there with no problems or worries at all. The boys and their parents are in the car, pulling up to their new home for the first time.) Jason Swagg - Man, I can't wait until we start going to school over here. We bout to turn something up. Walter Swagg - Man, What? I know thats right. We ain't about to play no games with nobody. You know I'm always ready to turn up with you, Bruh Bruh. James Swagg - Alright, Yall. Chill out. I aint got time to be getting no calls from the school today talking about some "Your boys been fighting, they won't get off of the bullies. (Walter and Jason start laughing. Keshana giggles a little bit too.) Keshana Swagg - We're serious, boys. We ain't got time for this bullshit this year. This is almost yall last year. you gone have to make the s**t count. James Swagg - (Looks over at Keshana.) Now, Why you gotta curse in front of the boys for? Keshana Swagg - Man, f**k that. They provide be cussing up a storm they damn self. They just think they're slick with it. James Swagg - That still don't mean to encourage them. Thats the problem now. Too much exposure to the bad stuff. Keshana Swagg - Bad s**t? Are you calling me a negative infection? Jason Swagg - (Very amused and giggling.) Aite, yall. We get it. No acting up at school and no cussing. Mom? You know you gotta start setting a better example. (He says to her as he kisses her cheek.) Keshana Swagg - Shut up and sit the f**k back, Jason. (Smirks.) Aint nobody finna play with you today. Walter Swagg - (Takes off his seatbelt and gives a condescending smirk.) sit back for what? We're here now. (He gets out of the car and goes to walk around the house. Giving it a thorough inspection.) Jason Swagg - (Gets out as well and wait for James to unlock the door with the key.) You know? My brother did make a violent point to be honest. Bruh? Why you walking all around this house inspecting stuff? Like you paid for it or something. Walter Swagg - I might as well had pay for it. Don't play on my top today. This not the house that jack built. Jason Swagg - Apparently, this is aint the house that you built either. Just over there lying about nothing. (He lets out a soft chuckle.) Come on, Man. We gotta go do a surveillance of the neighborhood. James Swagg - Surveillance? You sound like the feds. Check them, Walter, and see if wearing a wire. Matter of fact, check his phone to see what he been recording. Might f**k around and get a random search by the end of the day. Jason Swagg - (Busts out in laughter.) So yall funny, huh? Just Mike Epps and Eddie Griffin? DC Youngfly and Kevin Hart? I got something for yall. Not you, Da. You cool people, Walter? Just wait until we get by ourselves. You gone get done the worst way. Walter Swagg - You can't be communicating threats when you're a cop. (Lightly chuckle with a Devilish smirk.) Come on, nigga. Let's go turn the city up. Jason Swagg - I'm right behind you, Man. Yall hear this boy saying these bad words? Keshana Swagg - Boy, It's 2026. Everybody use the word nigga now. We're actually black people, so I don't think nobody would mind it. This is where we come from. James Swagg - Long story short, in translation, You're on your own. We got better s**t to do. (They head inside the house and close the door.) Jason Swagg - You see how easy it is to get rid of them? See, now we gotta go start thugging and s**t. (Takes off walking.) Walter Swagg - (Walks behind him.) Why you always so eager to get into some s**t? You know what they say. Trouble is easy to get into, but hard to get out of. Jason Swagg - Well, Hello, trouble. I'm tryna penetrate, because f**k all that. Where the fun at? (He keeps walking until he see a homemade football field in between two buildings with teenagers practicing time what it would look like, taking people heads off.) Mike Turbiano - (On the football field calling plays.) See, this is how you bitches suppose to play. I run this s**t. Who want next? Who ready for this s**t? Yall can't beat me. Keith Kerdana - (Laughing) You got one little touchdown and you think you did something. I aint gone lie, that truck was tough as hell though. Mike Turbiano - I do this s**t for a living, Bruh Bruh. This is what we do for real. Matter of fact, Me and my Keith will take on anybody out here. Jason Swagg - (Looks at Walter.) Come on, Man. Let's go show these p*****s how it's done. They can't beat us. His big ass think he about to truck all game. I got something for him. Walter Swagg- Bruh? Stop yo s**t. That motherfucker too big for you for real. Let me handle him and you handle the Lil Keith b***h. Jason Swagg - Man, f**k that. I won't the other one, but aite. I'll try it your way. I know you need a little competition too. (He head over to the football. Walter immediately follows. He walks up to them with an amused look.) Come on then, Bitches. We'll play. Mike Turbiano - Who the f**k are you two bitches? Jason Swagg - First off, we ain't the bitches and we yo worst motherfucking nightmare, Hoe. Get yo ass out there on the field. What's your name? It doesn't matter what your name is. We gone f**k yall up. Walter Swagg - (Laughs at Jason.) Damn, You act like you know this man personally or something. What the f**k he do to you? Jason Swagg - I don't like all that show off s**t. Ima show these motherfuckers how to show off. Keith Kerdana - You aint gone do a bitchass thing to us. You must not know who you f*****g with. Mike being playing football all his life. Jason Swagg - Nobody gives a f**k. All my life i had to fight. That don't mean I can beat up Floyd in a boxing Match. Or whoever the new nigga Is. Mike Turbiano - You got alot of f*****g mouth, b***h. Ima take your pride away from you. Suit up. You gone need it. Walter Swagg - s**t, Let's go suit the f**k up then. Jason Swagg - Wait a minute, because b***h you ain't suit it up. Is that your way of saying you can do this s**t with or without it? Mike Turbiano - Don't worry about me, motherfucker. You need that s**t for your own special protection. I don't. Keith Kerdana - Yea, be a good little boy like your brother and put your s**t on. Go put on the armor of God. Walter Swagg - What, b***h? (Takes his equipment off immediately.) Jason Swagg - (Giving his brother a Devilish look.) Yea, you heard what he said. He said put that s**t on you weak little b***h. Like we ain't covered with the blood of Jesus. Keith Kerdana - Yall gone be covered in blood, Alright, but not that type of blood. Walter Swagg - (Looks at Jason with a smirk.) Is he questioning our God? I think he's questioning our God. Jason Swagg - You know what we do to Non-Believers. D up, b***h. Yall can get ball first. (He excitedly run out to the football field. Walter follows.) Walter Swagg - Man, I do not know why yall done got this crazy motherfucker started. He don't give a f**k about nothing. You ready, Bruh? I know yo crazy ass is. Mike Turbiano - Man, I don't know who the f**k yall are thinking yall about to just come take over like that. We ain't taking no shorts. We're going to make we do yall motherfuckers dirty. Keith? I'm about to send you on a hot route. 2 2 Devilish Kill Slant. Got it? Keith Kerdana - Man, this s**t easy. I can do it all day. Jason Swagg - You see how they gotta call all them made up stupid ass plays and s**t? This what we gone do, bruh. I'm gone hold him (He points to Keith.) And you gone hold Mike lil b***h ass. Mike Turbiano - Nall, Lil Motherfucker. I want you to hold me. Walter Swagg - Nall, Mike. Let me hold you, bruh. You don't want that lil nigga to hold you. He gone do you dirty as a b***h. Mike Turbiano - Yea, Yea. With his scary ass. Down, Set, Hut. (Keith take off on the first drive running up the field. Jason follows Walter tries to charge towards Mike, but gets barely gets juked, but make it a little ways up the field.) Thats 2nd and 4. Yall aint bout to do s**t. Jason Swagg - Bruh, Stay on your man. He gone piss me off. (Jason says with a little hostility.) Walter Swagg - I got this motherfucker, Man. It was a honest mistake. We can run it back. Mike Turbiano - (Gets in position again.) Down, Set, Hut, Hut. (He snaps the ball and hand it off to Keith as he spins pass Jason and make it a couple yards up thr field before Jason catches him.) Keith Kerdana - Thats a first down, b***h. I don't hear all that talking now. (He throws the ball back to Mike. Jason says nothing just gives both of them a death stare.) Mike Turbiano - Thats what happens when they go up against the goats. Walter Swagg - Shut the f**k up. We gone make goat milk out of you, Bitches. Jason? You finish reading their offense now? We gotta get this s**t right. Jason Swagg - Patience, Bruh. Everything happens for a reason. Mike Turbiano - Yea. The reason being yall being some trash ass bitches. Yall can't f**k with us. (He snaps the ball again fake it off trying to run around as Walter chases him. He throws it up to Keith, but Jason intercept it and start to run but is hit hard by Mike. Making him fumble. Mike recovers it as he gets hit by Walter.) Jason Swagg - (Gets up a little sore, but a little happy as well.) I know damn well you aint just hit the f**k out of me like that. I tell you what. You want to f*****g play. Walt? Go hold Keith real quick. Walter Swagg - Bruh, chill out. Jace, you know I aint as fast as you on a go route. Jason Swagg - Man, f**k all that s**t, bruh. The ball ain't gone make it back there no way. Trust me. I got this s**t. Just stay on Keith and keep looking back at me. The ball too, but just focus on me. Mike Turbiano - Yea, make sure you zoom in on this motherfucker getting his ass whooped. Ima have fun with yo lil mad ass. (He snaps the ball again and Jason jumps head first into his neck, making him fall back and fumble. Walter runs and grabs the ball. running it down the field to give them their first touchdown.)