Unorthodox (Joey Bada$$)

2• You're Insecure

I finished taking a shower and all that Jazz and walked into the living room. He looked at me in amazing.

"Alright snap. Ya boy signing off now." He said to his phone.

"Snapchat?" I asked.

"Yeah. I have a couple of fans on here."

"Fans?" I sat next to him.

"Yeah. I'm a rapper."

"That's awesome! What's your stage name?"

"Joey Badass."

"No way! I've heard of you back in 2012! I didn't know you were Joey! I'm mad at myself for not knowing! I love your 1999 mixtape!" I said ecstatically.

He smiled and chuckled. "Thanks! So what do you do for a living if you don't mind me asking."

"Well I was a dance teacher, I had a studio in Manhattan."

"You gotta teach me how to dance someday! Can you sing?"

"Can I sing?!"

"Yeah. You look like someone that sings."

"I can but I'm probably a little rusty. I haven't sang in a while." He said shyly.

"Sing for me?"

"No, no, no! I don't wanna embarrass myself." I scratched my head and looked down at the ground.

"It's alright, I won't judge." He looked me in the eye.

I sighed. "What do you want me to sing?"

"Anything. Your favorite song."

"SZA?"

"If that's your favorite artist go for it."

I cleared my throat and sang Twoam.

He raised an eyebrow.

I waited for him to say something and gave him a crooked smile.

"You're insecure. About what?"

"I'm an open book huh?"

"Eh."

"I'm just not cocky."

"Having confidence doesn't make you cocky. It's alright if you don't want to tell me why but just know that you're only human. It's ok."

I nodded my head. "Can I go to bed? I'm sleepy." I said.

"Yeah go ahead. You don't have to ask me to go to sleep."

I got up as fast as I could and went to my bedroom. He makes me a little nervous.