No. 99 (Joey Bada$$)

15• Waking Up Late

•June 11, Saturday•
Leslie's room in the media section ^^

I woke up at 11 but got out of bed at around 1:30 pm.

"You up, Leslie?" My aunt called from her room.

"Yeah!" I yelled back. She probably heard my loud shuffling

I finished brushing my teeth and all that good stuff and went to my aunts room, she was chilling in bed watching soap operas.

"You and my mom with these shows." I shook my head

"Aye. Sista knows what's up."

"What's this one called?"

"Young And The Restless. Yessss!"

"My god."I put my head down

"Now get the hell out my room. You're ruinin' the plot."

I left and thought about what I was gonna do today in my room.

After like thirty seconds of thinking I decided to listen to music. The Neighbourhood come on. Female Robbery. The song picked up from the last time I was listening to it.

I bet they planned it all out,
Like the shows
Went everywhere I go.
Walked in the store right behind me,
Stood in line right beside me and followed me to my home.
I'm sure they figured it out early on
That I would never run.
That they could shoot but that's no fun,
'Cause then they're killing their stolen son.

Right at the end of that verse I heard knocking on my window. I paused the music and stood still.

Knock knock.

After three minutes of standing still I built courage and opened the curtain and saw Joey waving and smiling. I exhaled on relief

I messed with the lock on my window and finally opened it.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!!" I whisper shouted

"A hello would be nice." He stepped in my room and sat on my bed "Cool room."

"How do you know where I live!?"

"I saw you walk to your apartment yesterday when I was in the elevator, slow one!" He poked my forehead.

I swatted his finger away "I'm not- ok! Just keep your voice down."

"Ok!!" He whispered

I turned my music back on but at a low level.

"I didn't see you this morning." He said

"I know. I was asleep."

"The whole time?!"

"Yup, but I'll be up early tomorrow." I said as I closed my window "Promise."

"Alright cool. So whatchu wanna do?"

"I don't know." I sat on my bed next to him

He looked around in awe. "Your room is awesome as fuck. How'd you get it like this so quick?"

"I mean. It's just decoration."

"You need to hook me up, Martha Stewart." He teased

"Your room isn't even bad. It's pretty simple and cool. Mine is a bit much." I chuckled

"It's extra in a good way."

"Well ok!" I didn't feel like arguing. I laid my head on his shoulder "I'm tiredddd."

"You just woke up! You're not tired. You're just bored. Maybe even restless."

"Thanks for the info, Dr. Joey."

"Anytime, mama." He ran his fingers through my hair

"How'd you get your head like this?"

"The hell kind of question is that?" I got up and looked at him like he had two heads

"I don't know how to explain my question without feeling like I'll offend you."

"I went natural in middle school. If that's your question."

"Word?"

"Yeah. I got made fun of a LOT but look at me now, you ain't gotta tell me I look good."

"There you go! That's a great attitude."

I laughed and laid my head back down on his shoulder.