No. 99 (Joey Bada$$)

31• Finding You

I finished running errands, thanked Powers and went home. Kwon was at my door.

"Yo, I was worried about yo black ass."

I unlocked the door "Why?"

"What do you mean why? I haven't seen you for like...six hours."

"Who's counting." I put the groceries on the counter

"Me nigga. Why you so salty?"

"I'm not salty." I rubbed my neck.

"Oh shit. You good? Joey had to knock yo ass the the fuck out, you know how you are."

"I'm fine and I don't care about that nigga so he can go on somewhere."

Kwon laughed "Poor dude got tea on him cuz of yo ass."

"I know. Like I said, fuck him and his hoeeeee." I took out a pan

"He broke up with Indigo anyway."

"What for?"

"For you."

"He a bitch ass, I ain't got nothing for him so he wasting his time."

"Don't be like that. He in love."

"Not with me. I don't want his ass."

"Yes with you. He want cho bodyyyy." He started singing

I laughed "Shut up. Tell him I don't want him and his lil hoe don't need to worry."

"That little hoe is called Indigo."

"Indihoe." We busted out laughing.

"Ok you got me!!!" Kwon held his stomach

"Shut up and let's bake."

"Bake? You Makin' drugs!?"

"Hell yes. Brownies, cookies and cornbread."

"Best drugs ever." He held up an ok sign and washed his hands. I washed mine after him

•

We finished everything at around 5:00, the sun was setting.

"I'm tired!!!" I said as I bit into a cookie

"This shit good! We made this?"

"Yep!"

"You gonna be the plug go dis shit right here. Leslie's bakery."

I laughed "Mm mm. I don't have time for a bakery."

He smiled and continued eating "We haven't eaten real food this whole day."

"Oh shit. You right." I said "Fuck real food. I'm Chillin."

We gave each other a high five.

"I need to make them look fancy." I said

"Why?"

"Cuz."

"Cuz what."

"Cuz I'm that nigga now stop asking questions." He shrugged as I put everything on a nice plate. My phone was vibrating

"Shh it's my Aunty!!"

Aunty: You gonna be so happy!
Me: What? Why?
Aunty: Wait. Did you bake the stuff!?
Me: Yes Aunty!
Aunty: Ok, ok. Don't scream. Promise?
Me: Promise!
Aunty: So I just found out that your brother lives here. He goes to NYU!
Me: You're not serious!!!
Aunty: As a heart attack
Me: I need to go see him like right now!!
Aunty: Go on!!! Be home before I do! Bye!
Me: Bye!

*click*

"What happened?" Kwon asked

"My brother!" I covered my mouth as tears of Joy flowed

"Wait! Why are you crying? What's wrong?"

"I'm not crying out of sadness you dummy! Tears of joy!!!" I got up. "I'm going to New York University to see my brother. I haven't seen him in like five years!" I grabbed my black, blue and white flannel print Jansport book bag and stuffed it with my laptop, snacks, Chapstick, the stuff we baked in a ziplock bag, earbuds, Chargers, and my longboard.

"Well go get the nigga! Here's my KIK. Text me if you need anything. I'll be at home and stay up to make sure nothing happens." He put his KIK in my phone

I turned off all the lights, locked the door and walked out with Kwon. "Thanks so much, Kwon!!" I kissed his cheek and was on my way.

•

Shit. Rush hour. One thing I've learned is to never take the train during these hours but fuck it. The train will take a while but at least I'll get somewhere.
I skated to the subway and waited twenty minutes till the train came. It was packed but I got far.
After the train ride I asked a guy how far I am from NYU, he said about 50 minutes if I go by my longboard. He suggest that I don't take the train cause it would take more than an hour to get to my destination.
   I took his advice and skated with all my might. The city was so alive and beautiful. I might do this often. Get lost in the city and find my way home by google maps.
Going as fast as I was I could tell I was almost there. I saw the purple NYU flags, made it but which one is he in. I guess I'll go to one of the dorms and see if they can find him. A lady was behind the desk and smiled at me.

"How may I help you?"

I was out of breath "Hi there...is...jayzuz...is Rakim Mayers in...this building? I'm his sister."

"He's not in this building but I'll search up which building he's in." She said nicely.

"Alrighty. So Mr. Mayers is in Carlyle Court on 25 Union Square West."

"Alright thank you." I put the address in my phone. 15 minutes from here. I'm on my way.