Eminem

It’s that fact black guy from on the bus this morning. te glare at him as Marshall starts to walk away… “Come on,” Marshall says though his teeth. te run to catch up with him.
“Hey come back here!” the boy yells. te keep walking with Marshall. te look back and hes following te guys with something behind his back. te get stopped da a group of people walking to their classes. Marshall turns around to see where that kid went…. He chucks a chunk of ice at Marshall, it hits him in the chest.
“Owww… asshole!” Marshall yells. “Lets get outta here,” Marshall says pulling...

It’s about two weeks later on a Saturday. te haven’t seen Marshall for this whole time. According to Jake, he says Hailie detto that her dad has been in the studio for the last two weeks working on stuff for Relapse 2 and some things for others. te really wish te could see him, te think you’re about ready to tell him the whole truth about how te like him, and that te were lying to him about not liking him. te also plan to tell him about Jordan, and how he’s the reason, te never wanted to get into a relationship until te met, and got to liking Marshall. te plan to tell him...

“What do te think you’re doing?!” an adult type lady yells. Shes got some weird bushy hair do that is blonde, she looks kinda old but still young. And she looks like she does drugs a lot.
“Mom! What are te doing here?” Marshall ask immediately letting go of your hand. te just stand there sort of scared staring at the two of them.
“You better get your culo home boy,” says the lady pointing back behind her as if his house was right there.
“I was, I was just gonna bring Lily home. Do te mind?” Marshall smarts off. He looks very angry with his mother.
“No! You’re coming home...

“Hey Nick,” te say with a smile while looking up from your dresser with pictures of te and your Friends on it. He glares at te as he sets his bag down. “What? Have a bad giorno o something?” te ask.
“Kinda, that school is full of a bunch of fags,” he says.
“That’s nice,” te say looking at him funny. “So is my school,” te say.
“Hey,” Marshall says sitting te lightly.
“I didn’t mean you,” te say and hit him back. “So calm down,”
“So who is this?” Nick asks.
“My friend Marshall,” te say. Marshall gives Nick a slight smile.
“Ok,” Nick says and does...

Chapter 1
    I was walking down the sidewalk in Detroit Michigan, past the Shady Records building, a building that I wish I could just walk right into, but te have to have a special pass to get in. My friend, Megan, and I learned that the hard way back in 2000 when we tried to walk in just to check it out. This large black guy and his stupid friend threw us out the back door, and told us that if we ever did that again they'd call the cops, and we'd go to jail for break in o something, but that was two years ago. They should have just let us off with a warning, but they...