2WIN SOUL - Tupac Shakur & Marilyn Monroe love story

Chapter 2 - Black Privilege

Tuesday - Winnie's POV:

Hey y'all, this is twenty year old Winnie (aka Marilyn's best fraaan) and right now I'm missing my long distance boyfriend "21 Savage" more than ever; it's after midnight and I'm yawning as I tiredly make my way back to my dorm room all on my lonesome.
Yesterday's launch party was held at the big three-story Beta House mansion all the way across campus and, just in case you're wondering, nope, it wasn't anything special - I didn't enjoy myself, didn't get to dance with anybody and I didn't leave with any numbers, thanks to Keke being introduced to all the boys as 'the Face of Melanin Power House' by her shady new best friend, Remy Ma; once I realized I was completely invisible, I stole a box of cookies from the girl scout seniors who participated in the image-conscious event then casually exited myself out the building.
Keke lives off campus at a nearby apartment with her longtime boyfriend, "Big Sean", I'm guessing she traditionally returned home to him after delighting in the spotlight and swapping numbers with J.Cole, Joey Bada$$, Kendrick Lamar and whoever else.
I'm not exactly mad at homegirl for forgetting I exist, she can't help it if all eyes were on her last night; I just hope Remy's shadiness doesn't rub off on her...

"Rise and shine!" I say in a high-pitched voice, switching the bedroom light on as I enter my suite-style dorm in the early hours of the morning.

"I'm still not talking to you" Marilyn mumbles, sitting up on her bed so she can see me properly.

I take my jacket off and hang it up on the hook behind the door, "you not even gonna ask me what the event was like? I got cookies, we can munch while we chat."

"I dont care."

Bitch you know you do.

I place the box of cookies on my nightstand, "fine. But do you care to tell me what the hell your pink polka dot draws are doing on the floor?"

"Oh shit" Marilyn sighs, revealing the shenanigans she engaged in while I was away, "I had sex with Gerald last night."

"In here?" I freak out, hoping she didn't break our 'no-penises-in-the-dorm' code.

"It wont happen again" she places her hand over her eyes, looking embarrassed, "I promise."

"Creeeaaammm!" I whine, filled with disgust, "WHY?"

"Look, I was horny, OK? Hornier than I've ever been in my life! I didn't plan it or anything, I just couldn't stop thinking about that dick print..."

"You're a mess, I swear. You be looking like a sweet lil candy when really you just a big mess of a whore!"

Marilyn throws a pillow at me, "shut up bish, how many guys you fucked last night at that Melanin Horror House event?"

"None" I admit, plopping down on my bed, miserably, "I didn't even get to talk to anyone. Keke stole the night."

"She got all the attention, huh?"

I change the sensitive subject, "so why did you fuck G-Eazy, anyway? Y'all back at it again or what?"

"NO!" Marilyn explodes, sounding like she's ashamed of her ex, "I don't want him! I wasn't even horny for him, I had a whole different dude in mind, fucked Gerald's brains out and now he prolly thinks I'm in love with his ass."

"Shiiidd, well you better clean that mess up and tell him it was just a dream or something."

"He's already texting me 'good morning' and shit, ugghh!" Marilyn slams her phone down against her bed, "I aint tryna break his heart again, I need him to be my personal mascot for a project I'm working on. I could really use his popularity."