College kid

Who are you? Actually.

Star

I was walking through the building that my next class was in and some girl came up to me.

"Hey is it true you're dating Tyler the creator?"

"Can't say I know who that is." I said walking away

"Well, there's a picture going around of you two together."

"Well I don't know a Tyler the creator. I've gotta go." I said 

I do wanna see what the picture looks like though, cause what if I look bad, I'll be so heated. Anyways I get to class and sit at my usual seat. Today I'm actually early which is kinda shocking. This was biology which can get sooo boring. My partner walk in and sits next to me. We have assigned partners for the semester and she's not too bad, she just is always talking about somebody. 

"Hi Star."

"Hey Lynn."

"So...what's going on with you and Tyler the creator."

"Why is everybody asking me about that."

"Cause it's Tyler the fucking creator. You know, yonkers?" 

"No I don't know yOnKeRs."

"Did you at least see the picture."

"No."

She sighed and unlocked her phone. He typed something in and a picture popped up. 

"See?" 

She showed me the phone and it was a picture of Me, Tyler, and Frank talking at his party. 

"Oh, that's just my friend Tyler. We're not dating."

"But you're still friends with Tyler the creator?!"

"I've never heard anyone call him that."

"Ugh, girl I'll text you some of his songs."

He did say he made music.

"Alright."

Class started and we listened the teacher's boring directions and everything. 

Time Skip

I was walking home and got the messages from Lynn with Tyler's music. I clicked on the one that said Fish and put in my airpods and listened to it. It was actually really good. I listened to Goblin (the song) Yonkers, and this one song called assmilk. They all slapped. Then I remembered Tyler wrote down his address on the napkin too. I look around for it and saw it on my desk. I type in the address into my phone and it gave me directions. I got in my car and drove to his house. I pull up to the fat ass pretty ass house and park in the driveway behind his Mclaren and Tesla. I get out and knock on his door. I look door at the welcome mat that had a cat on it with blacked out eyes and upside down cross on it's forehead. The door opened and I look up to see Tyler wearing nothing but pink boxers eating a waffle. 

"How'd you get my address?" He asked

"You wrote it down on the napkin stupid."

"Oh. Come in." 

I walked in and it was really pretty inside. 

"You're place is so sick." 

"I guess."

I rolled my eyes.

"People at school were telling me about how they saw me you and frank together but they kept calling you 'Tyler the creator' so my biology partner sent me some of your songs 1. they were good as fuck and 2.Nigga, you're a whole ass celebrity-"

"I don't wanna talk about it. I'm glad you like my shit. But I don't wanna talk about it."

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. 

"Why not? I thought your cocky self would love the compliments." I laughed playfully 

"I do but I just don't want to talk about that it gets annoying at a certain point. Like nigga shut up." 

Oh wow. 

"Sorry for bugging you, I just wanted to say you're really cool. I'll see you around Tyler." I said 

"Nah I didn't mean it like that." 

"Bye Tyler." 

I walked out the door and got in my car. I pulled out the driveway and went back home.