ride. ( dreezy & 21 savage )

13) No Filter

Seandrea Sledge:

I swear I jumped up, so happy it felt weird. I threw the envelope in the air and ran down the hall, feeling like a little kid again. I screamed in joy. I was lucky it was 3 in the afternoon because I definitely would've woken an assload of people. But sue me, this was the most money I had ever gotten in my life. I was smiling hard as hell realizing it was Tuesday. Tomorrow I would finally see Shayaa, from the knife tattoo, to the polo underwear (don't call me a creep, his pants always sagging. I swear I was done the day I saw this nigga wearing Fruit of the looms).

It was like after all of this, something was finally going well. I had three hours to deposit my check, and get ready for work. I could probably squeeze in a phone conversation with Shayaa. I threw on my adidas sweats and a white shirt and went to the bank and deposited my check. I swear, if you saw the look on the bank teller's face when she read that check...

After I left, I took a shower. I was really happy today and more than enough times I found myself smiling. But I'm pretty sure you would be the same way if you got a fifty thousand dollar check. I had a light bubbly conversation with Shayaa before I left out for work and even work was a breeze. Dane thought that I was sick again and almost told my boss to let me stay gone for the rest if the week.

I got off at 1 in the morning and took another shower and went to bed feeling bittersweet.

When I woke up I had a text message from Shayaa.

I know you gone let this slide since it's today but when u coming??

I laughed to myself. I was honestly happy that I would get to see him even though I was the one to request for and call off the break.

Hold your gold slugs, lemme wash up real quick😂

I washed my face and as I was brushing my teeth, my phone screen lit up.

Why my gold slugs?? These cost more than yo check.

                      Yeah, right.

Forget you then, since you not team gold slugs
                     
                      I am but them joints look plastic

Plastic??

I chose not to reply to that message. I threw on a shirt with Wednesday's Are The Shit printed across the top. Then I put on my INK sweatpants and walked out, across the street. As soon as Shayaa opened the door, he grabbed me up and turned me upside down. "My slugs look plastic?" Shayaa said.

I could only laugh. I could care less about being upside down and all the blood rushing to my head. As long as he didn't drop me. "Okay, okay!" I said, laughing.

"You still didn't tell me my slugs was real." He said.

"Okay, your slugs is real." I said, my voice hoarse from laughing.

"And..." Shayaa said.

"They probably cost more than my check which I didn't know you knew about." I said. Shayaa let me down.

He gave me a bear hug and I hugged him just as tight. "I missed you, Shayaa." I said.

"Same." He simply said.

I slapped him in the back of his head. "That's for turning me upside down." I said.

We sat on the couch. "So Shayaa, how did you know about that check?" I finally decided to pop the question.

"Des told me." He said.

"Oh," I said.

I leaned on his shoulder. He still smelled the same, like soap and the faintest smell of weed. "It's been foe eva cause a you." Shayaa said in a ratchet sounding voice.