Alright. So. I think I might be a psychic. But psychics aren't real though, it might just all be a coincidence I'm able to recall events before they happen or after even if I wasn't there. Just wild guesses. Yeah.

Sometimes I just have feelings of certain things about to happen, or if someone is feeling a certain way, whatever comes into my mind is what I'm going to ask, not really trying to be right or not, I'm just guessing and asking. I might have a simple answer or an elongated one. Like a story.

Usually when people tell me to "Guess What?" I already guess what they wanted me to guess and they ask how did I know. I don't know. It's all a coincidence.

But imagine if I was a real psychic though. That would be crazy.

"This is what you need to know about being gay, Stokeley." Gazzy says.

Gazzy now is somehow my "gay consultant." I didn't even know he was gay. But other than that, they're treating me as if I'm going o propose to Jahseh. All I want to do is tell him I have feelings for him. I feel it's middle school all over again because I can't tell someone I like them without shitting my pants.

"Being gay is a very hard task because there's not very much gay people in this world to begin with, there are the mixed people of sexuality, them being bisexuals. But really, who would date a bisexual? They could leave you for the opposite gender." Gazzy goes on.

"Hey! I wouldn't do that." Omar says. "I think I'm fully gay because of you."

"Yeah. Right. Anyway, Stoke. If you want Jahseh to like you back, after you've TOLD him of course, you've got act like it." Gazzy continues.

"What do you mean, act like it?" I ask.

"It means stop fucking with girls."

"Stop fucking with girls?" I exclaimed.

"Correct. And all the above, Stokeley. Acknowledging girls are great is alright, I don't know if Jahseh would approve, but yes. No girls, no women. No prostitutes, no strippers, no escorts either."

"Why would be doing any of that-" Omar says,

"Shut up, Omar, I'm the consultant." Gazzy says cutting him off. "Look, Gay people are VERY bold, some aren't. Most are. The rarest kinds are like Jahseh. Jahseh is a very rare type of person. Like a unicorn. Or a Pegasus or a-"

"Why do I feel like I'm watching the history channel on mythological creatures, all I need help on is telling him I have feelings for him." I said.

"Stokeley," Omar starts, "These types of things we can't help you on. It's a matter of if you really want to or not. And if you're ready for it or not."

"But I can't do it." I said.

"Yes you can. You just don't want to." Omar says. He puts his hand on my shoulder,

"Do you want to?" Omar asks.

"I do. I want to tell him."

"Great!" Gazzy exclaims. "Then when he comes home in 3 and a half weeks you are going to go to him, help him with his bag, then you're going to tell him 'Jahseh, will you marry me?' And th-"

"Woah, woah, woah. Gaz, lets just start with 'Jahseh, I have feelings for you' yeah?"

I nodded and Gazzy nodded also.

"But Kim told me that you're going to propose to Jah one day, but it's gonna be the corniest shit ever." Gazzy says.

"Guys..I'm not gonna propose to anyone, and why is it gonna be corny, what did he say I was going to say?"

"He said you're gonna propose by starting with "roses are red, violets are blue." Gazzy says laughing, Omar joining in.

"Shut up, I'm not gonna..do that." I said rolling my eyes and shaking my head.

"Nick did you warm up my brownies?!" Cordae yells.

"I did, why?" Nick says.

"Those are fucking WEED brownies! You don't-" Cordae says but cuts himself off and rubs his temple.

"I have more fucking brownies you fat bitch, stop stressing." Kentrell says. "Jahseh, you want some?" I shook my head no, he offered Michael some but he also declined so he put the bag down.

"Alright, what we doing tonight?" Kentrell alas while lighting a blunt, taking a hit and trying to pass it to me.

"Not trying to get herpes, nigga get that shit out of my fucking face." I said dodging the blunt.

"Fuck too then, nigga." Kentrell says, "Butfor real, what we doing?"

"We're gonna go to the club, bitch. I need to get my dick wet." Cordae says.

"We goin to the strip? I haven't been there a minute." Michael says.

"I haven't been there ever." I said.

"Isn't that where you met Michael?" Nick asks.

"No I met him at a club club."

"What's a club club?" Cordae says laughing.

"It's a club where it's not a strip club." I explained. "Look why don't we all just go out and have fun, fuck a couple people, but using protection. We don't want a second disease. Especially ones that's permanent." I said.

"I fucking hate you guys, no cap." Kentrell says waving his blunt all at us making us move to get out the way.

I miss these kids, it's funny how I haven't seen them in years. I'm so glad I've gotten in touch with them. And..I'm actually kind of glad Michael came along, even if was supposed to me and my cousins.

I'm going to use this trip as a way to become better friends with Michael, since we ended on a bad note. Michael isn't as bad as you'd think he is, he's a very good guy. Even though he looks like a..lizard. He's still great.