Marcus teller was a boy who lived for the thrill of his father and uncles dream after they started a motorcycle club when they came home from the Vietnam war, will he live up to what they used to be or will the dream bite the bullet
Marcus's alarm went off as he got up at 6 A.M to get a quick shower so he could look good for his first day of a new school. He got a breakfast bowl out of the freezer and had that for breakfast. "Marcus, I have something for you before you go." said his father as he led him to the garage as he saw his dad's old motorcycle.
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"Are you giving me grace?" Marcus was at a loss for words ''yeah I'm too old to ride her." he said, patting his son on the back. Marcus fought the tears back with a smile as he got his things and his uncle's manuscript to look for guidance as he rode out of the garage and rode to Casper high. He rode for a few miles as he saw the school bus he followed it until it led him to Casper high, he pulled in the school letting the roar of his motorcycle's engine out as he found a parking space near the door. "Who is he?" one girl said, "he looks cute.'' Another girl said Marcus paid no attention as he walked inside the school where he was greeted by principal Ishiyama. he went to her office where he got his schedule and locker combo. and he was on his way to his first class.
Mr. Lancer got his class under control. "Now in class we have a new student. please welcome Marcus Teller." said lancer as he opened the door Marcus had this stare with a fire in his eyes. "Look at this guy, he thinks he's tough." said dash with a smirk on his face. He said to his best pal Kwan, her on/off girlfriend and queen bee Paulina and her best friend star. "I don't know dash, he looks like a real bad boy." said Kwan looking at dash with speculation. "Not to mention, he's really cute." said Paulina with a slight blush hearing her say that dash smashed his fist in his desk out of anger. getting everyone's attention. "That just bought a week's worth of detention Mr. Baxter." said Mr. Lancer as dash just fumed in anger. Marcus just chuckled seeing dash make an ass out of himself and noticed the symptoms of steroids.
In gym class Marcus was in the weight room working out. He had a 4 pack abs slight muscles because unlike Dash he never did steroids Kwan went to talk to him. "Hey, Marcus, right?" he said nervously. "yep your?" he said, still lifting weights. "I'm Kwan." he said with a nervous smile. "Care to spot me?" he asked as Kwan and Marcus began to talk as the two began to develop a quick friendship as he told him how he and his father founded an M.C when they came home from Vietnam, he also let him read his uncle's manuscript. He felt such shame for what he and dash were doing.
Later in the cafeteria Marcus, Kwan and a few jocks were talking about Marcus's uncle's manuscript. and the true meaning of brotherhood his father and uncle had in Vietnam also learning from the words of historic anarchists like Emma goldsmith. but when dash and Paulina showed up after the two argued. "What's this asshole doing at our table?" barked dash.
"We're busy, now get lost." said Marcus trying to defuse him. "the fuck you say to me?" said dash. "I'm the king of this school, I'm the hero of this school." he said getting under Marcus's skin he sighed and turned to Kwan. "Here's a perfect example of ignorance fellas, since this jockstrap has been sucking on his mama's tit he's been given everything but discipline. his idea of manhood is picking on the weak, who are good natured to put a stop to it." said Marcus to Kwan and the other jocks at his side. dash saw red. "Just who the hell do you think you are?" said dash, losing his temper. Kwan placed his hand on Marcus's shoulder. "dash is juiced up, don't kill him." he said as Marcus grabbed dash by the throat. "Marcus teller, my father and uncle fought in the Vietnam war, started a motorcycle that was based on the values of brotherhood, that's who i am." he said with a glare. "Now get lost, boy." he said, throwing dash to the floor, his head hitting the trash can. "your dead new guy." Dash roared but stopped as he saw Mr. Lancer pass by. "You just made a big mistake, freak" he said, storming off in a whirlwind of anger. Marcus wanted to beat his ass but it wouldn't solve anything....
