Y'all know the story of the great Gatsby. Well, let's say you can go back in time to the year 1922 and actually met the man himself. And you ain't gonna believe how it all started tho
⚔⚔⚔⚔⚔⚔⚔⚔⚔⚔⚔⚔⚔⚔⚔⚔
Read about Aisha Smith and her bestie Sylvia in...
(Morgan Freeman as God) Aisha POV I'm dead.... Well at least I think I am. Why you ask. Well, cause I shouldn't be alive if I was hit by a big truck. So I shouldn't be waking up in a white empty room. "Where are we? " Sylvia ask besides me. I was as clueless as her. Like, is this heaven? "Welcome ladies" A male voice said out of nowhere almost scaring me to death. We then saw a black older man dressed down in white like the room. (Y'all see da man up top of the page) "Yo, who da hell are you? " I finally ask. I mean I'm not finna be friendly to a complete stranger. That would get your ass killed. "Wrong question Ms. Hall. What you should be asking me is What am I. " He said wisely. "I'm sorry are you high or some. And where are we? " Sylvia ask. "Okay ladies since we ain't gonna be talking right. I'll just get to the point I'm god. " He said in a serious tone. It got quiet after that then me and Sylvia bust out laughing. "You...... God..... Man please" I said in between of laughing. Once we finish laughing Sylvia said putting her hand behind her back. "If your god then how many fingers am I holding up? " He looked at her with a 'you got to bring kidding me' look. "Really? You want me to tell you how many fingers your holding behind your back. I did this before" He said in a boring tone. "I mean you said your god. And I thought god see everything. So tell me god how many hands am I holding behind my back. " She said taunting him. "Very well. Seven" He answered. "Nope" She showed him her hand that apparently had two extra fingers on it.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
He smirk at her making her look down at her hand. Screaming in surprise she shook her hand turning it back to normal. "Wat DF man? " She ask him. "You ask me. Now, you both are very nice girls so I'm going to give you two another chance. " He stated. Confusing us so much in little time. "What you mean by giving us another chance? " I ask. "I'm saying my dear Aisha is that I'm going to let you both live" We didn't even let him finish cause we start dancing and cheering. "But, you want be in this life no more" That cut our celebrating short. "Wait.. Um what you mean? " I ask. "I'm giving you both another life instead of being Ms. Hall and Ms. Reese you'll take on another different last name but will keep your first name and your identity. " He stated. "Um ok? " Sylvia said confused but nod anyway. "You want be in this time but a different one" He said. Sylvia look at him in the eyes. "What do you mean by that? " She ask. "Ladies how would you feel about living in New York in 1922." He smile at us. Wait..... New York? 1922 hold up that's Gatsby time. I start dancing and shit. I was twerking my ass in front of God but really wasn't stand bout it. "See. Your friend here is happy" He stated. "Bitch. What's wrong with you? " Sylvia ask me. "Girl we going back in time were the Gatsby was at" I told her excited. "Oh shit. You mean Jay Gatsby them" She said founding hype. "Yesss" I told her. We both start dancing and stuff. "Calm down girls. You both will be best friends in this time but Aisha yours will be dead so you will be staying with Sylvia's family who just moved to new York in that time the same time Nick Carraway had move. " He told us next thing we know we in New York City.Now I bet your wondering how we died. Well this how it all started (Flashback) It was the month of September, Sylvia and I was starting our second year of college that was gonna be far away from our home town. We was moving to Macon from Atlanta. "Hurry up bitch. I wanna beat the traffic" Sylvia shouted at me from outside of the room. I quickly grab my bag of clothes and said "I'm coming! " I exited my room and we both met up and went outside to the car. We was so excited to be going to Mercer University that we didn't even think about any thing but making it there. "Turn the radio up. That's my song" I told her as Trip by Ella Mae had came on the radio. She did. We had the music blasting throughout the speaker making everybody and ourselves deaf.
We was having so much fun that we didn't even notice we ran a red light making some people blow there car horn at us. Sylvia simple flip her middle finger and said 'fuck you bitches y'all hating'. "How far are we from the college? " I ask her that after some hours of driving around town. "Bitch, we almost there" She told me back. I was so happy that we was gonna be in the same college together cause last year we didn't make it into one together. Like I got into our dream college but she didn't so she went to the one in our town instead but now we got in the same college. "Aye hand me my soda in the back. " She told me. I reach in the back looking for her soda but I couldn't see it. "Um I don't think you bought one" I told her. "Nah your ass just ain't looking. You gotta look on the floor or some" She told me back. I reach in the back but still couldn't find it. "Girl I swear I don't see it" I told her. I guess she forgot that she was driving cause she let go of the wheel causing us to swerve so I had to react fast and grab the wheel. "What DF?! " I yelled at her. She found her soda and turned around just in time to take the wheel. "What? I found my soda tho" I look at her like 'really bitch'. She looked at me to and was like 'hell yeah'. Next thing you know we heard a truck horn blowing at us. But it was to late cause it crash into us taking our life away from us. On September 10 my best friend and I died as Aisha Hall and Sylvia Reese. But we was giving another chance to start over.