"WAKE UP! Wake up, wake up, wake up. Waaakkkke upppp! It's the one and only, hot and spicy, super deluxe combo, the record-breaking and the record-making Supersonic DJ up early in the morning! It's Monday morning, and you don't want to be late for class. So wipe the crust from yo eyes and the slob from your mouth. It's time to wake up!"

She always started her morning show with her ode to Spike Lee's School Daze movie. She was too young to know much about the movie, but her mother made her watch it about a dozen times before heading off to college and she grew to love it. Minus the licking the brand and licking stupid-ass dudes' heads and tasting Jheri curl juice. People did that back in the eighties? What a time.

Her mother was young when she had her, only fifteen, so they grew up together. Her mother was her best friend. Her mother did not get to go away to college, she barely made it out of high school raising her. Her mother wanted her to pledge a different sorority, only because she was not familiar with them all, and had never heard of MAX. Yet, once she told her mother about MAX her mother was all in and helped her raise the money needed to pledge.

Her mother was her world, so she had to make her proud by doing well in college and landing a cool job. Maybe back home in St. Louis, but she was not afraid of branching out either.

If she had a boyfriend, she could relocate wherever he was.

She groaned and focused on doing her radio show. Why was she suddenly boy crazy? She had gone the previous two years not thirsty over boys. Well, the exception being Kenyon Barnes. That boy was worthy of all her thirst, her hunger pains, her left kidney, and her right eye. She would be blind, cripple, and crazy for that boy. It was a shame he was that gorgeous but a pile of shit. He was the type of pretty boy who knew he was fine and used his looks to take advantage of as many girls as he could.

He could have taken advantage of her.

She would have given up the V-card to him with no fuss. Why was he not into her when he was into practically every single girl on campus, White, Black, Hispanic, Asian? She had seen him with them all. For her, she thought there was a chance asking him to be her date to the Black n Gold ball. She had never been so humiliated in her life.

"Naw girl, you're a little young for me," he told her in front of several of his frat brothers.

Young? She was a freshman, eighteen, he was in whatever year he was at the time and twenty-one. How was that too young? Her friends told her later he meant "young acting." That was even more offensive. How was she young acting?

His loss. She was glad she did not get with him. Come to find out, the MAXs hated Kenyon from a prior mess, and that would have hurt her chances of becoming a MAX. She heard it was fighting one of the girls. Like hitting her or something. What a waste.

Besides Kenyon, no one else could touch him in the looks department. There were lots of cuties, but no one that she was ga-ga over like him. Except for the hottie from SIU-E. He had not come back to any of their parties, and she was at all of them trying to shoot her shot. She may have to take the ninety-minute drive or so to hit up one of their parties. SIU-E was thirty minutes from her hometown of St. Louis, so she knew their parties were lit.

After she finished her two-hour show, which she recorded for Instagram Live, she answered questions from fans, commented on their pages, and posted some selfies of her clowning around. She had a nice IG following of over ten thousand plus. She was not just ISU famous, or locally famous, she had a major following that she continued to build with great content. The key was to be real and reply to her followers and engage. She had more friends on social media than she did in real life.

She checked her DMs, they were loaded with people trying to hit on her. Men and women. She was flattered. If she got down like that, there were lots of hot girls trying to get with her. Maybe she should. It was 2021, time to live a little.

"Naaa!" she muttered to herself, "I like what I like."

"Sexy chocolate, hot men," she thought to herself, scrolling through the messages. "The blacker, the better."

She found a DM with a guy that was fanboying her. Telling her he woke up early to listen to her, he had a crush on her from last year at her probate show, and that he wanted to meet up with her. He attended ISU as well.

She opened his page and scrolled through his feed.

"Damn!" Hottie McHottie was ca-yute! His IG name was MysterTee, which was lame. She remembered seeing him around, so it was true he attended ISU. Why had he never approached her if he had a crush on her? What was he waiting for, her to make the first move? Never again.

She would DM him back and see what was up.

Hey, thanks for being a listener, and always nice to touch base with a fan.

Eh! Did she sound lame or what? She was not going to be the one to ask to meet up. She had to get to her class soon, she had no time now, but for sure later. She followed back on his IG page. She did not follow many people, only her real peeps.

He DM'd back: Busy tonight? We should hang

She smiled, head down on her phone as she texted and walked out of the radio station offices. There were always a group of stans wanting to say hello to her. She stopped texting and greeted her fans before checking to see if her sorors were hanging around in their usual spot. Not today, so she would just head to class a bit early.

She DM'd hottie back: let me know where u will be

He DM'd: Student Union later tonight?

Was she going to hang with a random guy? Well, not so random if he was a student on campus and they were meeting at a public place.

She DM'd him back: Coo. C ya!

She immediately texted Sherry.

Girrrrrlll! Some guy wants to meet up at the Union tonight and kick it with me.

Kick it? He say it like that?

No, why?

Kick it means he wants sex

Well he ain't say that!! he just said hang

She checked the DM to make sure. Yeah, that's what he said. They were hanging out at the Student Union she couldn't get into any trouble there.

U need me to come as back-up?

whyyyyyyy????? byeeeeee!!!

She stopped texting so she could walk to class and not bump into people. There were a few other people early like her, including her boy Ivan.

"Do you like live in here dude?"

"Basically in this building. Most of my classes are here. Good show this morning."

"You know how I do."

"You should have me on your show."

"For what? What are we going to talk about, Ebony and Ivory?" She laughed, but he sat there frowning at her. "Dang, I'm just kidding with you. Always taking things personally."

"You're always going there," he said, sitting back in his seat.

If he was going to be in a funky attitude, she could have a funky attitude back. They did not speak again for the rest of the class. Soon as the professor dismissed them Ivan got up and left her in the wind. They normally hung out after class, either had lunch, or hung out doing nothing. He was in his feelings worse than a girl.

She left class and headed to the MAX house to chill. She knew she would have the house to herself for a while, Sherry had classes, and then she typically tutored till late. She had time to take a nap, then wake up and get cute before her date.

She changed her clothes to a fitted white tee and skin-tight distressed jeans, and some black flats. She flat ironed her hair fresh, brushed her teeth, touched up her make-up, and then spritz herself, maybe overkill, with somebody's spray. She was cute, she was ready.

She decided to drive back to campus in case she needed a clean getaway. Was not much of a drive and she typically walked, but she wanted to feel safe in case they hung out super late. She parked as close to the Union as she could and then walked through the Quad to enter the Student Union. It wasn't too late, but there were lots of students around, which was good. There were many places to eat at the Union, so most people hung in the eating area.

She looked around, trying to see if she could recognize "MysterTee." She didn't see him so she found a table near the large glass windows. She looked at her phone, scrolling through her IG page and liking pics when some guy walked up to her.

"Hey, what's up girl."

She looked up, hoping it was the dude, then looked away. That was not him for sure.

"I said hey."

"Uh, hey," she said, not trying to be rude to the guy.

"I'm Tyrone."

"Uh, okay." She looked around him, waiting for MysterTee. This boy was blowing her high, she was not in the mood for him trying to talk to her.

"I can't believe you came to meet me."

"What do you mean? I'm meeting someone-"

"Yeah, it's me. Tyrone. MysterTee."

This boy was joking. From the pictures she looked through, he was hot! This dude looked like a troll...quite literally because he was like five feet two, had lots of acne all over his face, needed his braids redone, they were all fuzzy, and wore dusty skinny jeans and a skeet, smedium shirt. This was not the same guy.

"From Instagram?" her voice creaked a bit as she talked. Was she being catfished? He posted someone's else picture for sure.

"Yeah baby, I slid in them DMs and got you."

"You got what? Huh?"

She was confused. What was going on? She looked around, for sure Zavrina or Sherry were punking her. Someone that hated her. They were pulling a practical joke.

"Girl, you're fine and you know it!" He looked her over. She wanted to bolt and run.

"Uh..." What the hell should she say? "Thank you?"

"Mmph! See, I knew I should just be bold and shoot my shot. I have the Supersonic trying to get with me."

"Wha? I mean, huh? I'm saying umm...what? What do you mean you have Supersonic trying to what? I think we...I mean you, are a little confused here. A lot of confused."

"Naw baby, whatever you want, I got you. Do you need something to eat? I'll hook you up."

"No, I'm cool, I'm cool." She had not eaten since breakfast and it was seven p.m. but her stomach could growl like a monster she did not want a thing from this dude.

"Mph, mph, mph! I can't believe I am here with Supersonic."

Someone come to save her! She looked around for anyone she knew to make an excuse to get up and leave. Hell, she did not need an excuse, she was about to get out of here. Why did she answer this dude's DM? She should have ignored it like most and sent it to the trash. She imagined telling her sorors and knew they would get a laugh out of this.

But maybe she was wrong for dismissing him. So what, he was short. So what his skin was not clear, that could be fixed right? He needed better clothes, but maybe he wore his brother's hand-me-downs and was a struggling college student like most.

"So umm, Ty-rone, uh...what year are you? I've seen you around but-"

"Naw, I don't go to school here. I just hang out here. This how I meet the honies."

Okaaaay! She was outta here. She jumped up.

"Ooo, my girl...my friend just texted me and she needs me...like right now, I gotta go."

"Damn baby, we didn't even get to hang."

"You know what, sorry...I said we could hang, but I forgot...I have a boyfriend...so why am I tripping, right? I mean, that's my bad. Sorry. Bye!"

Okay, he would not believe that for sure, but whatever. She darted out quickly before he could say anything, and then she ran to her car like she was in an Olympic race. Soon as she was secure in her car, she grabbed her inhaler and took a swig. She almost killed herself on that getaway. Never again!

A/N: I need Jill to stop meeting random dudes. Ok, I will stop making her meet random dudes 🤣🤣

Seriously, Jill is my fave and I have fun with her but seriously, no more playing around with her however fun it is.