Livin' With The Gorillaz, chapter 1
CH. 1 - Leaving
It was then that I knew that I couldn't take living with my parents in Alabama anymore. It was a rather gloomy day when I decided that I was going to find a place on my own. After I got home from school that day and finished my homework I got on the Internet and began searching for places in California, seeing how I've always wanted to live near my dad, I was eager to leave. It took me days until I finally found a place, turned out it was all so easy. I read on:
KONG STUDIOS:
FREE EMPTY ROOM: huge room.
FREE RENT!
Must be 17 or older.
Willing to make a new friend and fill in that empty space!
Will pay for trip.
Requirements: Bravery, smarts, and attitude...
Number: 678-KONG
I kinda thought a moment and wondered why they were making this so easy. So I wrote down the number and got off the Internet. I sat on my bed and wondered if I should even do this. How would I explain this to all my friends? What about Mike? I finally dialed the number and a smart-ass voice answered it.
"YEA?! What the hell do you want? This is Kong Studios." I looked at the phone then answered.
"Yea, um I'd like to answer your AD in the paper about a free room." Then the little voice burst into unexpected laughter.
Ahem. "Yes, you're the 10th person to call our AD. What is your name?"
"Alexis Sepulveda." I replied.
"Uh-huh, how old?"
"Seventeen."
"Uh-huh, would you care if your room was next to a car lot? I mean there will be an elevator there to take you where you need to go." Elevator?! How big was this place?
"No I wouldn't mind at all."
"GOOD! You're filled in and ready to go. We'll book you in for your flight here and let you know when you board! But all I need is your damn number and we're all done."
"867-1209"
"Thank-you!" Click went the phone. I sat on my bed and thought a moment. I wonder why this was so easy. Later that day, I fixed some coffee and headed for my room and grabbed some suitcases and began packing all my stuff. When I finished I looked out the window, it was raining. Mom's truck pulled in outside and parked. She walked inside and came in my room. Asked me how my day was, and I broke out the news that I was leaving. She dropped the groceries and gasped.
"So you're actually gonna do it. I can't believe this! Lex, why are you doing this?!"
"'Cause I can and I will. I'm tired of being here in this wretched dump! I hate Alabama and all you do is fuss with him!"
I pointed at Paul who also walked in. I then turned back to my suitcases and began packing again. When I was done and done fussing with mom, the phone rang; I quickly picked up the phone, "HELLO?!"
"Yes, Alexis?"
"Yea?!"
"You're booked to leave tomorrow morning, 4:00 AM. See ya here!"
"GOOD CAUSE I'M OUTTA HERE!" I slammed the phone down and zipped up my suitcases. Then picked up the phone again and called my friend Tre' Cool.
"Hello?" he answered.
"Yea, hey Tre what's up? I need to come and stay with you till 4:00 AM tomorrow morning. Is that ok?"
"Yea I guess but why?"
"No time to explain I'm coming over." I then hung up the phone grabbed some money and my keys, then left out of the house, loading up in my car and drove off onto the road.
It was then that I knew that I couldn't take living with my parents in Alabama anymore. It was a rather gloomy day when I decided that I was going to find a place on my own. After I got home from school that day and finished my homework I got on the Internet and began searching for places in California, seeing how I've always wanted to live near my dad, I was eager to leave. It took me days until I finally found a place, turned out it was all so easy. I read on:
KONG STUDIOS:
FREE EMPTY ROOM: huge room.
FREE RENT!
Must be 17 or older.
Willing to make a new friend and fill in that empty space!
Will pay for trip.
Requirements: Bravery, smarts, and attitude...
Number: 678-KONG
I kinda thought a moment and wondered why they were making this so easy. So I wrote down the number and got off the Internet. I sat on my bed and wondered if I should even do this. How would I explain this to all my friends? What about Mike? I finally dialed the number and a smart-ass voice answered it.
"YEA?! What the hell do you want? This is Kong Studios." I looked at the phone then answered.
"Yea, um I'd like to answer your AD in the paper about a free room." Then the little voice burst into unexpected laughter.
Ahem. "Yes, you're the 10th person to call our AD. What is your name?"
"Alexis Sepulveda." I replied.
"Uh-huh, how old?"
"Seventeen."
"Uh-huh, would you care if your room was next to a car lot? I mean there will be an elevator there to take you where you need to go." Elevator?! How big was this place?
"No I wouldn't mind at all."
"GOOD! You're filled in and ready to go. We'll book you in for your flight here and let you know when you board! But all I need is your damn number and we're all done."
"867-1209"
"Thank-you!" Click went the phone. I sat on my bed and thought a moment. I wonder why this was so easy. Later that day, I fixed some coffee and headed for my room and grabbed some suitcases and began packing all my stuff. When I finished I looked out the window, it was raining. Mom's truck pulled in outside and parked. She walked inside and came in my room. Asked me how my day was, and I broke out the news that I was leaving. She dropped the groceries and gasped.
"So you're actually gonna do it. I can't believe this! Lex, why are you doing this?!"
"'Cause I can and I will. I'm tired of being here in this wretched dump! I hate Alabama and all you do is fuss with him!"
I pointed at Paul who also walked in. I then turned back to my suitcases and began packing again. When I was done and done fussing with mom, the phone rang; I quickly picked up the phone, "HELLO?!"
"Yes, Alexis?"
"Yea?!"
"You're booked to leave tomorrow morning, 4:00 AM. See ya here!"
"GOOD CAUSE I'M OUTTA HERE!" I slammed the phone down and zipped up my suitcases. Then picked up the phone again and called my friend Tre' Cool.
"Hello?" he answered.
"Yea, hey Tre what's up? I need to come and stay with you till 4:00 AM tomorrow morning. Is that ok?"
"Yea I guess but why?"
"No time to explain I'm coming over." I then hung up the phone grabbed some money and my keys, then left out of the house, loading up in my car and drove off onto the road.
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