Steve Lacy x Tyler the creator

Chapter 1: Rotten in whose base?

Steve's POV

April 28th 7:00 am West Virginia 

As I strum my beautiful Fender Stratocaster, I noticed the tune sounds familiar, but I can't put my finger on it. I continue humming random words to myself and bop my head in the same algorithm. Then Ashanti texts me.

"buenas noches" 

God her Spanish is bad. 

"That means goodnight not Goodmorning."

"I can't just have my moment?"

"If I would let you have it you would be embarrassed."

As we continue texting, I could feel chills run down my spine, but again I couldn't put my finger on it, I just can't shake it. I continue to ignore it and soon go back to twanging my guitar. Next thing I know its 7:50! shit I only have 10 minutes to get to school! I run into the bathroom and brush my teeth before grabbing my car keys off the table and jumping into my car. As I start pulling off, I could see an old rusty ladder on the side of the house, which was near my window, I would normally ignore it, but we don't own a red rusty ladder... Whatever I don't have time to deal with it. 

*School 8:20 am*

I run into the classroom, but I'm already late.

"Mr. Moya you are late again."

Mr. Davis says with dismay on his face. I mumble sorry and find my way to my seat next to Syd.

"You okay man? You're usually never late."

"Yeah, I'm fine I just have this weird feeling-"

Davis loudly clears his throat singling us to focus on our test. I can't focus! there's nothing wrong. I keep scrambling my brain looking for a reason why I can't focus. Maybe because today is prom! I been waiting for this all year! Wait no that's not the reason. The bell interrupted my train of thought then Davis called me up to his desk.

"Steve I just wanted to ask you something."

"What is it?"

"I don't know your story, but I know recently you just moved from Compton."

My heart almost stopped... Well it pretty much did. 

"Steve are you okay?"

"Y-yeah I'm fine."

I grab my bag and storm out the room. My heart is pounding out my chest I finally understood why I'm so uneasy. Then Syd bumps into me

"Steve are you okay?"

"Syd please get out my way."

She steps out the way and I made my way to the parking lot.

I went inside my car and started sobbing uncontrollably. I opened my arm rest and locked eyes with a bag of crushed up Xanax, no way I was going to really snort it right? I pulled the bag out and start forming lines on the arm rest. Before I knew it my nose was whiter than dry and wall my head was spinning, I wiped my nose and started looking around to see if anyone saw me which no one did, I grabbed a napkin and started wiping my arm rest and my nose. A knock then hit my window it was Dj, Ashanti's friend. I roll down the window.

"The hell you are doing out here?"

"Same thing you're doing out here."

"You don't know what I'm doing."

"You're right but why you out here?"

Fuck now I need an excuse....

"I'm looking for my notebook."