“I got you, mama,” I said as I pushed her glasses up on her face.
She looked me up and down before rolling her eyes and walking away. My head swung, and my eyes followed her. The way the jeans she wore hugged her ass showed every fucking curve that her momma blessed her with. She had a country ass, one that was fed with cornbread and collard greens. Her waist wasn’t slim, but shit, I was a big nigga; everybody was small to me. She was like five-foot-nine, but she didn’t lack in beauty. I knew that I came here to study, but shit, there was no way I could pass up an ass like that.
I rifled through my bag and pulled out my laptop so I could get to one of my syllabi. I needed an excuse to ask her a question, and off the top of my head, I had nothing. I scanned my email, and the first thing I saw was a communication from the school about our dean.
“What the hell?” I mumbled.
Dean Clark Mercier was being temporarily replaced by Ms.Cecily August. I shook my head because, with all the research I had done on this school, this was the first time they had a woman as the dean. I closed out the email and pulled up what I had been looking for. I got up from the table and walked toward her.
“Aye, I need some help,” I said while standing behind her.
The top of her head stopped a little above the center of my chest. She slowly turned around and glanced up at me. “Can you back up? And what do you need help with?”
I smirked. “Why are you so mean? Is that how you treat students who need assistance in this muhfucka?”
She tossed her hand on her hip. “I’m waiting?”
I had gotten lost in her eyes. “Oh yeah, I’m looking for books that have to do with child psychology.”
She let out a light sigh as she scratched her forehead. “Follow me.”
I allowed her to lead the way as I watched her strut that fat ass. I knew chasing a girl was the last thing I needed on my list, considering a nigga got played the other night, but seeing a fresh face on campus was good.
Once we reached the aisle, she pointed to the shelf. “Here is where you will find what you need.”
I stepped around her and pretended to look for a book. I caught glimpses of her out of the corner of my eye. “What’s the name of the book?” she asked.
I ignored her as I continued to search. I suddenly paused and looked at her. “Are you new here?”
“I see what you’re trying to do. Bye,” she said and walked away.
A chuckle came from me. I wasn’t going to fuck with her anymore, or at least not today, but it was good to know that a new, pretty girl was here on campus.
DIO
PRESS PLAY
The night howled as Samara and I lay in bed. She hadn’t said much to me since the other night. I knew this shit was going to happen. I knew she was over my ass, and to add fuel to the fire, I needed to tell her I was moving out for the semester. When I received my text that I had made the line, a nigga was excited. However, with that came rules. Like I couldn’t walk on grass, I had to wear black and white, and the main rule was not to be seen with the opposite sex. I knew the only way for me to see this through was to stay on campus until this shit was over. I had asked Beans if there was any way around it, but he said this was part of it. The nigga looked out and nominated me, and the last thing I wanted to do was disappoint him and his name.
I wasn’t sure about this step, but I wanted to try. I wanted to show that not only could a nigga find brotherhood within the Zoo, but also outside.
I rolled over to spoon with her. I wanted this night with her to be chill. I knew over the course of the next few weeks, I wouldn’t even be able to kiss her. “Mars,” I called out. She didn’t say anything. “Samara, I know you hear me.”
She sighed. “What Dionysus?”
“Damn! Like that?” I hissed.
Her head spun. “Are you ready to tell me what that was?” she asked me.
“What what was?”
Even though I knew what she was asking, I needed to pretend like I didn’t. I got away with ignoring it the night in the car, but I wasn’t sure if it would work tonight.
She smacked her lips. “That thing with Paige and Beans?”
I knew every woman who was chosen by a Zoo nigga had their moment. To the women, it was a very special night, but for the Zoo, it was a night of initiation. A night to remember, enjoy, please, and cause a little pain, but most of all, it should show how loyal she was to the Zoo. If the women could withstand that single night, then it was a sure thing that everything they had gone through to get there was worth it. It was fucking with me because even though I was slowly maturing, there were things I wanted to accomplish before we had our time, like making it through this fraternity shit.
I looked at her as she stared at me, waiting for an answer. “They were making up, and we helped, but you know that.”
