garbage >> tyler the creator fanfiction

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vera

"do you want to buy some margaritas now, or wait until later?"

i looked over at my best friend, ari, who was laying flat on her back on a towel, trying to get a decent tan for the summer. summer just started and it was that time where i could always just let loose and party; mostly drink. even though all seasons were like summer because i didn't have school, this was it. this time of year is always the best.

"we can wait until later. i'm gonna go dip my feet in the water, okay?" i got up from the towel that i had brought, and started walking towards the ocean waves that were crashing against the soft sand. i walked into the cool water until it was up past my knees, and then i stopped to look around.

it was basically blue as far as i could see. the bright vibrant color of the ocean matched the sky almost; i could barely tell when the water ended and the sky started.

i glanced over my shoulder and ari was now sitting up, a single hand over her eyes to shield off the sun. knowing she was watching me, i waved and she did the same, starting to get up and make her way towards me. lightly pulling on the straps of her string bikini, ari continued to walk towards me with the familiar pep in her step.

once she was within about 20 feet away from me, i cupped my hands around my mouth and yelled, "hey, sexy sexy!" i tried to cover my mouth so my laughs weren't audible, but i couldn't keep my giggles in. that phrase was an inside joke to try and humiliate each other for fun. ari shook her head in embarrassment because i saw some other people that were lounging on the shore look up to see what was going on. ari slapped my arm and laughed along with me, but our chuckles died down instantly when we heard screaming, coming from the coast. we both whipped around quick when about four girls started sprinting toward the rocks.

"oh my fucking god, tyler! tyler!" one of them screamed. i shot ari a confused look and she leaned over to look past me, probably trying to see who they were running towards.

"i wonder what the big deal is," i shrugged and continued to gaze off into the distance. "do you have any idea?" i looked at ari again and she seemed frozen into place, with her mouth open. i tried to look at what she was gaping at, but i didn't catch on.

"hey, what the hell?" i poked her arm and she pointed towards the rocks.

"it's fucking tyler!" she yelled, and sank down a little to start swimming to the shore. confused, i didn't follow her.

"tyler who?"

"tyler the creator! oh my god!" her voice seemed to echo and my eyes widened a little. i had heard of this tyler the creator, but i wasn't a huge fan like ari was. i've never heard any of his songs and i sure as hell have never seen him in real life. all i knew was he was ridiculously famous.

a little curious, i followed ari and once we got to the sand, we ran together to the rocks where a little crowd had started to form. since ari had been a pretty well-known sprinter for the track team back in high school, she was far ahead of me and when we got close to the brightly-clothed celebrity, ari stopped to walk and she didn't even sound out of breath like i did.

i heard ari squeal as tyler was now about 15 feet away. i caught my breath and smoothed my hair back, smiling at my best friend's joyful reaction.

we waited for about 10 minutes as many many people took pictures and got autographs from tyler. when he turned around to face ari, i couldn't help but stare at his ripped 6-pack. damn, he wasn't bad-looking at all. he was also wearing bright blue swim trunks with little cartoon donuts on them, and i recognized the shorts from his famous clothing line, 'golf wang.'

he glanced over his shoulder and smiled at someone behind him, someone who i guessed was his friend, and then he rotated around to us next. ari grinned big but the expression on his face when from happy to blank in less than a second. i also noticed that ari and i were now the only ones around him.

"hi, tyler, i'm one of your biggest fans, i love your music so much," ari was like a happy puppy and i almost laughed at how giddish she was. she was never really like this, so it was really entertaining to see her act out.

"great." tyler's voice was so...bland and monotone. i was confused because he seemed so happy with his other fans, and he was almost reluctant to interact with us. he tried to walk past ari but she stopped him.

"can we get a picture?"

tyler sighed and looked back at his friend again, who was barely choking back a laugh. he sent an annoyingly cocky smirk at me and i gulped before he narrowed his eyes at ari. "i think we've taken enough pictures today. i have to get back home anyways, so maybe some other time...we can get that picture."

when i saw ari's face literally drop, i felt anger rise in me. god, this guy was a little of a fucking jerk, and i knew ari was really disappointed. i pushed my best friend back a little bit and stepped in front of her, angrily eyeing the careless celebrity.

"so you're telling her that you can't take one more fucking picture?" i crossed my arms across my chest and tyler just grinned like an idiot. "it'll only take 5 seconds."

"i have to get home," he said this really slowly as if i were too dumb to have understood him the first time. the guy behind him barked a mean laugh and i scrunched up my eyebrows. ari stepped forward and threw her arms around tyler, telling him goodbye, which made me cringe. i knew that was just gonna make our situation a whole lot worse, because he shoved her off and almost knocked her over, causing her to yelp and try to regain her balance. my mouth flew open in shock and i did the first thing that came to mind; i slapped him. hard. right in the face.

he stumbled back a little like ari did in surprise, and i grabbed my friend's wrist and dragged her away. i was so mad, i could barely even see with the angry tears that were forming in my eyes. i was mostly sad for ari because i knew that that could've been one of the biggest moments in her life, and it turned into probably one of the worst.

"i don't take pictures with bitches!" tyler yelled after us, and i whipped around.

"just fuck off! if you treat your fans like shit, we'll treat you like shit!" i gripped ari's wrist again as her sobs got louder and louder.

i heard him shout something else but i was too pissed off to pay any attention to it.