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"Y'all ain't even thinking about it?" Zora asked for the fifth time this morning. "Zora"  I called sternly. "We ain't even like that. We just talking" I explained. "Right" she said with an eye roll.

She been asking if we kissed. No. I mean he's cool and all and if it happens, it happens but right now that ain't my priority.

"What did y'all even talk about anyway?" She asked. "Uh... random things. Water-"

"Water?"

"Don't even ask girl. So....water, our childhood. Some really weird stuff. Oh and Roddy" I said. "Roddy? As in Ricch?" She asked.

"Naw. Roddy the cable guy-of course Ricch" I said, smacking the back of her head. "Easy. I ain't know. You calling him Roddy like you know him or sum'" she said, rubbing the back of her head. "Why was he a topic of conversation?"

"Nun'. I just listened to a couple of songs" I said. "And?" She egged on. "They were ight. He sound like he hot. Like he know how ta fuck" I shrugged. "Oou child, wait till you see him. You gon' drop your draws" she said, unlocking her phone.

"You got a picture?" I asked but she shushed me.

Rude ass.

"Here it is" she said, flipping her phone for me to see.

Oh hell nah. Roddy looked exactly like Wayne.

"Say sike" I said. "Whatchu mean?" She asked. "Whatchu mean whatchu mean? That nigga look just like Wayne" I said, zooming in on his shit. I swear this nigga Wayne.

What are the odds of them being the same person? That's not possible.

Then my brain cells suddenly woke up. When we met, he said he was coming from a concert. A Roddy Ricch concert. That's point one.

"When uh..when you went to that concert like four days ago....I know this may sound crazy a lil bit but was Roddy shirtless?" I asked.

"He wasn't originally. But it got crazy and this girl just ripped it off him" she explained, laughing a bit. Point two.

"And what's his real name?" I asked, scratching my eyebrows. I been doing that a lot lately. "What's up all the questions?" She asked. "Just look it up...please".

She gave me a weird look but complied. "Ight here it is. Rodrick Wayne Mo-" "Wayne?" I asked. "Yeah. Any problem?" She asked. I shook my head no. Point three.

He had a lotta explaining to do.

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"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked Wayne as he sat down. "Whatchu mean?" He asked. "Why didn't you tell me you were famous? That you're Roddy Ricch?" I asked. His eyes widened before he released a breath.

"You mad?" He asked. I looked at him before I shook my head. "I'm not. Ion even know what I feel. But I'm just like 'why didn't you tell me?' cause I felt like we had something going" I explained.