TYLER, THE CREATOR ONE SHOTS

Our Secret¹

MARCH 16TH, 2011

"Nigga, I can't wait until this album drops."

The man with the dirty blue vans that had cute but disturbing doodles on them kicked a random pebble on the pavement as he walked along his group of friends. He was tired, but happy. A few weeks prior, he had dropped the music video for his single, "Yonkers" and it was currently going viral. He was happy that he was finally receiving attention from mainstream media, even though some wasn't so positive because of his controversial lyrics. But he couldn't care less.

After dropping his first mixtape, Bastard, Tyler thought he should enjoy the little attention he was given while he could. Even though he was starting to become successful, he didn't want to burn out fast. He didn't want to become a one hit wonder.

"Yeah, me too man. They gon' be surprised and mad, but I don't give a fuck. I'm gonna leave a mark on the music industry with this one." Tyler said as he pushed his hands into his navy blue shorts that were once trousers. One thing about Tyler, he loved creating shit. He even had an entire clothing brand to prove that.

"Nah, you right man!" Hodgy, one of Tyler's best friend, laughed as he finished up with the joint he had in his hand, blowing out the smoke towards Tyler making him scrunch up his face, waving away the smoke. "Nigga, I don't mind you smoking around me, but don't blow that shit in my face." Tyler said in an annoyed tone as Hodgy laughed, shaking his head.

"You'll be a'ight, nigga. Chin up." Hodgy responded making his other friends laugh. Tyled mumbled and smiled to himself, looking around the area as he adjusted his skateboard in his hand. Tyler and his friends were currently walking back to Hodgy's baby momma's house to chill out for the night. But, they had about thirty more minutes left before they got there and Tyler was tired as hell. Tyler was fit, but boy, he has some terrible lungs.

"Man, it's so fuckin' hot! My balls itch." Jasper, Tyler's best friend, said as the boys groaned, shaking their heads. "Nigga, you just dirty. Nasty fat bitch, go take a shower." Taco laughed and pointed as Tyler held his chest, his laughter being heard from across the street.

"Nah, deada- Hold on."

Hodgy stopped and lifted up his cheap sunglasses, his eyes full of confusion as he examined something or someone. Tyler looked in the direction he was looking in and started to become confused. Maybe he was just blind, or maybe Hodgy needs to stop smoking. Hodgy's face soon lit up, his smile touching his eyes. "Oh shit- AUNTIE!" he yelled happily, hopping onto his skateboard before skating down the street.

"Where he going?" Jasper asked making Tyler shrug. "I guess he seen his auntie? I don't know, let's go follow him, fat ass." Tyler shrugged as he got onto his skateboard, skating down the street towards his friend.

As he got closer, he noticed his friend talking to a woman that was shorter than him. "Damn, she thick as fuck..." Tyler mumbled to himself as he got closer to the pair. "Hodgy?"

His friend looked over at him and smiled, waving him and their shared friends over. "Y'all, this my auntie! She from Arizona, but she just moved to Cali!" Hodgy said in excitement as he wrapped his arm around his auntie causing her to smile.

"Hey, I'm Tyler and this is Taco and Jasper." Tyler said, a small blush forming on his face as he examined the woman standing in front of him. She was brownskin with a large afro, dark brown eyes, an hourglass figure and a spectrum nose ring that brought out her facial features more. Tyler had a different type than his friends; he usually went for the white/biracial girls with the curly hair, light eyes and freckles but he was willing to change his type for her.