"So, did you shoot your shot or not",
TK asks me.
His been a good friend to me since kindergarten. Back then we used to dream about making it big when we were still kids. And we didn't even know what big looked like.
Cough, Cough!
"Yeah I did, but I guess you could say I missed bro", I tell him with my head hanging low.
TK puts his hand on my back and gives it a good pat pat. "Listen bro, there will always be other girls. Plenty fish in the sea ey. You just need to cast your line a little further", he finishes off saying.
I reluctantly nod my head, as we make our way to meet up with Chris.
We see him coming out of the corner store with a bag of chips in his hands. Chris has always been the big eater, and his size isn't ashamed to show it off.
"What's up BG", TK yells out from a distance.
BG standing for Big Guy.
"I never agreed to having you call me that", Chris says in an annoyed tone.
"Yeah well I didn't agree to having your ass being the biggest one amongst this friendship circle", TK responds.
I let out a little a chuckle and with it mutter out, "gayi".
TK looks at me and says, "you're one to talk. Weren't you the same guy who had some rumor about you kissing some guy".
"Come on my guy", I exclaim out. "You know that wasn't true, someone just made that up and spread it around our Sunday School class", I finish off saying.
"Mmmh, probably a girl who spread that rumor. But real talk, how do you even feel about that", Chris asks me.
I shake my head, and respond with, "bruh, I don't even know. After that whole situation I had a whole lot of trust issues when it came to people. But I try not to think about it now, it's all in the past".
TK grabs Chris and I by our shoulders and pulls us closer. He stands in the middle of us stating, "Yeah well all of this is going to be in the past. Especially when we're somewhere in a big mansion in Hollywood looking at the world below us".
I respond to him with, "yeah, hopefully if everything goes according to plan".
"Oh hell yeah, it's definitely going according to plan. Especially since my boy K is going to make it big as a successful artist making all the hit songs we see on Trace and Mtv", TK tells me.
I give a smile, but it isn't a smile in that moment. It's been 8 years since that day.
And in the present day I'm in that big mansion somewhere in Hollywood looking at the world below.
While I stare out of the big glass windows I let out one small tear and exhale.
"I've made it big in life but only by myself. I've hit the lottery, but truthfully couldn't afford to share my wealth"
It's been 8 years since that day and now I think back to it, remembering the things I left behind.
I miss The boys.