I’ve become the go-to person at the job. That seemed to follow for the rest of my life. Also, I’ve become the favorite friend to everyone. That was really annoying. I said that I was stoned all the time. I had to hear someone else’s problems. It would instantly blow my high.
I’m popular and I have a right hand. We pretty much worked the same shifts. It was clear as day that we were messing around. We showed up together, we left together. Eventually, we told a few people. I was shocked that they’ve kept their mouths shut. Anyway, we start hanging out everywhere. I was sheltered as hell. Everywhere that we went. I would freak out and think the worst. After all that, it would be totally fine. He wasn’t going to put me in danger. Also, he can whoop someone’s ass in a heartbeat. We’ve ran the streets a lot. I was curious but I would rather be home. He took me everywhere… from the piers in Manhattan to the hood of the hood. I’ve became friends with his friends. They were absolutely hilarious. I started picking up their lingo. Today, I am very fluent in Shade. They would always tell me how great I was. I didn’t get it. I was always told to loosen up. That happened one night when we went to a plate party. I’ve never been the same after that.
It was time to go back to school. I’ve taken a year off. If I didn’t, I knew it would be a downward spiral. I wasn’t only getting stoned. We were talking about all these changes. A week later, it went into full effect. I’m heading to the college to register. As I’m commuting, I receive a phone call. He told me that he was moving and it was happening right away. He was moving to another state. Wtf? We had a brief conversation. I had to get off the phone. I remember feeling like my world shattered. Outside of the messing around and shit. That was my best friend. After that I swore that I would never be friends with dudes again. We would see each other off and on. He would always have a group of people with him. They were all singers… and were good looking. He was working on a project with them. He mentioned that they were sketchy. He felt like they were using him for his studio. He has built one since. After that, we didn’t see one another for years. I literally threw myself into work and school. Two full time jobs and a full time student. I didn’t want to be bothered with anyone. I saw my bank account growing. I was turning into love money, forget people. I kind of slip back to that person often. Material things aren’t a spouse. However, it helped me get through.
It’s been years and years. We’ve found each other on social media. Thank goodness for our mutual friend. It was definitely a moment. We chatted and chatted… We’ve definitely have grown up. He’s married and performing everywhere. I grew a pair of balls and started focusing on my dreams. We’re really proud of one another. We’ve been through some shit and more. We keep in touch often. If this pandemic didn’t happen. We were supposed to link up. We haven’t seen each other in person. Going live doesn’t count at all to me. We spend most of the time reminiscing. We were teenagers and now we’re grown ass men. When I think about it… He taught me everything I know. About the streets, the ballroom culture and not to care what people think. We’re in talks of joining forces and working together again. I think that it’s a great idea. As long as, we’re clear I’m staying in NYC. I’m getting comfortable writing and YouTubing. I just need to feel more comfortable. I’m so thankful and blessed we’ve crossed paths. I needed a reminder of how it all started.
With that said… Stay tuned!