Book One | Blue Lights
Wednesday
I'm on my way to Chris' place cause I got a text from him earlier today asking me if I could come over. He hasn't been to school since last Thursday when I passed out. Guess this whole Clay situation also has him fucked up for some reason although I really wish he could tell me why.
I think a lot of people really misjudge Chris just like they do with Stephanie. They always assume that just because he's rich and popular he's life is perfect or that he doesn't give a rats ass about other people but the truth is that he's actually a pretty caring guy - No homo.
Nigga lives on the other side of town so I had to call a Lyft to get there and after waiting for a couple of minutes it finally arrived and I hoped in.
"Yo wassup ma' nigga!" I was greeted by a strictly familiar voice the second I hoped in. Y'all remember that nosy ass Lyft driver from the beginning of the story? The one I met the night I went to go visit Clay?
Wait WTF!
I froze in amazement even though I shouldn't have been that surprised because I guess I was bound to bump into him eventually cause like I mean he obviously operates in my hood. "Yo...hey man"
"Small world huh!?"
"Damn waaay too small, fuck I wasn't expecting to see you again"
"Well I kinda was man...it's been a while, I've actually been looking forward to seeing you again" he explained whilst driving.
Uhm Whaaaa-what the fuck. Is this nigga hitting on me cause damn I don't know if I should be flattered or rather just tell him to do his damn job.
"Oh foreal?" I replied skeptically
"Yeah man foreal, infact imma give you my numbers, here pass me your phone" he requested reaching out to me. He caught me off guard so I ended up giving him my phone without even properly processing what was actually going on. "Here, name's Isaiah by the way.
"Aight Uhm cool, I'm Dre"
"Nice to meet you Dre"
"Same man" after all that it felt like there was nothing left to say to each other so he turned the music up and we continued to drive until we got to Chris' place.
"Aight this is your stop"
"Thanks" I said dapping at him then stepped out the car and he drove off.
After that I walked up the front door and knocked. "It's open nigga coming in"
How'd he know it was me...
"So you legit just let people into your house not even know who the fuck it is?" I teased.
"Fuck yea cause I know ain't no body in this damn hood gon' creep up on me, I'm a fucking thug!"
"Whelp aight guess you have a good point, this place is full of pussies. But foreal though man wass' good?"
"Aight nothing new man I've jus' been sitting in this fucking house since damn well last week"
