Shit Happens, chapter 2
They days flew by! All I could remember was talking out the details with Joe and chugging down a 6-pack of soda. The morning of the day when Beautiful Treason were supposed to leave, I called Brittany, "Katt", Alaina, and Kevin at about 6:00 in the morning. When I called "Katt" she was still basically asleep. "What?!" she said, "It's like," she paused to look at her clock, "Early!"
"I know," I said.
"So you called my cell anyway?"
"Basically."
"Oh."
"Yep."
"Mmmm..."
She didn't talk.
"'KATT! '"
"HUH?! What?"
"Whatever. I'll call you later."
"Mhmm..."
I hung up and went back to bed. I woke up four hours later. Damn alarm clock. I was half-asleep so I decided to stay in a little while longer. Then it hit me why my alarm clock went off so early. I jumped out of bed with a "Shit!", pulled my pajamas off and got dressed. I pulled on my hightops, but they look navy blue because they're not real and went to pack for my long trip to California.
Going throught the room packing, I caught myself singing "California Here I Come" to myself. I'm such a dork! Anyway, I packed for about an hour. I packed the essentials: all of my Green Day CD's, my skateboard, my brother's guyliner (stole it), my brush, put my keyboard in my gig bag, my Chucks, my makeup bag, etc., etc.
It was still only ten. My plane didn't leave until 1:45. I gathered my junk and went into the living room, hair in knots. I walked into the kitchen to grab a bite to eat where I saw Kenny eating cereal while reading the box. I snatched it away from him. "Hey! What the- whoah, what's with the hair?" he said. I looked into the mirror. "Oh, shit!" I said will trying to brush a hand through the tight knots. I gave the box back to Kenny who quickly began reading it again and ran to the bathroom.
I couldn't believe it! What a mess! It was really bad! Try picturing a bomb exploding in the middle of a bunch of ropes. Yep. That bad. Anyway, I pulled a brush out (I have many... ) and began trying to untangle the massive knot in the middle of my face. It wouldn't budge. I ran the brush through it again. Hard. I almost screamed. The knot was out, but it pulled a huge chunk of hair out. A tear ran down my cheek. It hurt a lot! Well, the worst was over.
I brushed out the rest of the rat's nest and applied my eyeliner. My hair's really dark so it goes perfectly! I walked back to the kitchen and Kenny's on the phone with his girlfriend, Ashen. Oh, how I loathe her... "Isn't it a little early to be on the phone?" My mom walks in, yawning. "I don't know. Is it?" Kenny says. "Yes!" Mom says.
"Oh, sorry, Mom. I was talking to Ashen."
I hate it when that happens.
"Well, you're not supposed to be."
"Get off my back," he whispers.
I get into it.
"Don't talk to Ma like that!"
"And what exactly are you gonna do about it?!"
"You're just jealous."
"The hell I'm not!"
Mom's really mad. "Shut up!" she yells in her usual way. I guess fighting with Pop has paid off. "Jeez, you two are annoying! Can't you go five minutes without fighting?" Probablly not. I only have time to grab a Pop-tart and go. I had to call everyone to get up! I called "Katt". She was finally awake. "You called this morning?" she asked.
"Yeah."
"Then, why don't I remember?"
"You were kind of asleep. I guess..."
"Oh. Well, I'm awake now. Get off Hayden!"
"Little bro?"
"Yeah. Man, he's annoying."
"Hey, well at least yours likes you."
"Heh. Mine does a little too much!"
"What?!"
"Ew! Not like that! You're sick!"
"I'm kidding!"
"Comin', Mom! Hey, I gotta go. I'll call you later."
"Okay."
"Bye."
"Bye."
I called Brittany. She was still asleep. Her mom answered the phone.
"Could you possibly wake her up?"
"I was about to before you called."
"Oh. Cool. Well, when you do, could you tell her to call me, please?"
"Sure."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. Goodbye."
"Bye."
Kevin:
"Is Kevin there?"
"Yeah, hang on. KEVIN!"
There was a pause.
"Hello?"
"Hey, it's Shelby."
"Oh, hey."
"I'm callin' everyone to make sure they're alive."
"Heh. Well, I am. Not sure 'bout Brittany, though."
"Hey!"
"It's a joke!"
"I know. Well, my mom and I'll pick you up later, 'kay?"
"'Ight."
"Bye."
"Bye."
Alaina's cell:
"Alaina!"
"Shelby!"
"Oh my God! I'm so excited!"
"Me too!"
"Augh!"
"You're picking me up, right?"
"Yeah. See ya!"
"Bye."
I was so psyched! At about 12:00, my mom and I got into the car. "Have everything?" she asked. "Yep," I answered. We pulled into Brittany's driveway. I knocked on the door. "Hey," her mom said, "Are you excited?!"
"Totally!"
"Brittany's in her room."
"Thanks."
I left her and my mom to chat and I ran to Britt's room. She was scrambling around the room, jumping on the bed... Still packing.
"Brittany! What are you still packing for?!"
"Sorry! I got up, like, five minutes ago!"
"But I called like an hour ago!"
"I know! I'm dumb!"
"Ya think?!"
"Well, are you just gonna stand there or help me?"
"Oh! Sorry."
We got everything and went to my mom. "Ready?" she asked and we were out the door. When we got to "Katt"'s house, she was waiting outside with everything. "'Katt' has everything!" I said to Brittany. "Yeah, yeah, yeah," she sighed. "Katt" ran to the car without even letting us get out. She put her stuff in the back and cam around to the front. "Hey!"
Me: "Ummm... Excited, much?"
Brittany: "Have and Coke this morning?"
"Katt": "Yes, no, maybe, what was the question again?"
Picking up Kevin and Alaina- no problem. Except that when we were bringing Kevin's stuff to the car, his suitcase busted open and everything (including his underwear) flew everywhere! It was gross! We all had to pick everything up!
Anyway, when we arrived at the airport, we still had sometime left so we decided to grab a bite to eat. They called for our flight over the intercom and we headed towards the gate. We were finally going to Oakland! Nothing could stop us now! Except security...
"I know," I said.
"So you called my cell anyway?"
"Basically."
"Oh."
"Yep."
"Mmmm..."
She didn't talk.
"'KATT! '"
"HUH?! What?"
"Whatever. I'll call you later."
"Mhmm..."
I hung up and went back to bed. I woke up four hours later. Damn alarm clock. I was half-asleep so I decided to stay in a little while longer. Then it hit me why my alarm clock went off so early. I jumped out of bed with a "Shit!", pulled my pajamas off and got dressed. I pulled on my hightops, but they look navy blue because they're not real and went to pack for my long trip to California.
Going throught the room packing, I caught myself singing "California Here I Come" to myself. I'm such a dork! Anyway, I packed for about an hour. I packed the essentials: all of my Green Day CD's, my skateboard, my brother's guyliner (stole it), my brush, put my keyboard in my gig bag, my Chucks, my makeup bag, etc., etc.
It was still only ten. My plane didn't leave until 1:45. I gathered my junk and went into the living room, hair in knots. I walked into the kitchen to grab a bite to eat where I saw Kenny eating cereal while reading the box. I snatched it away from him. "Hey! What the- whoah, what's with the hair?" he said. I looked into the mirror. "Oh, shit!" I said will trying to brush a hand through the tight knots. I gave the box back to Kenny who quickly began reading it again and ran to the bathroom.
I couldn't believe it! What a mess! It was really bad! Try picturing a bomb exploding in the middle of a bunch of ropes. Yep. That bad. Anyway, I pulled a brush out (I have many... ) and began trying to untangle the massive knot in the middle of my face. It wouldn't budge. I ran the brush through it again. Hard. I almost screamed. The knot was out, but it pulled a huge chunk of hair out. A tear ran down my cheek. It hurt a lot! Well, the worst was over.
I brushed out the rest of the rat's nest and applied my eyeliner. My hair's really dark so it goes perfectly! I walked back to the kitchen and Kenny's on the phone with his girlfriend, Ashen. Oh, how I loathe her... "Isn't it a little early to be on the phone?" My mom walks in, yawning. "I don't know. Is it?" Kenny says. "Yes!" Mom says.
"Oh, sorry, Mom. I was talking to Ashen."
I hate it when that happens.
"Well, you're not supposed to be."
"Get off my back," he whispers.
I get into it.
"Don't talk to Ma like that!"
"And what exactly are you gonna do about it?!"
"You're just jealous."
"The hell I'm not!"
Mom's really mad. "Shut up!" she yells in her usual way. I guess fighting with Pop has paid off. "Jeez, you two are annoying! Can't you go five minutes without fighting?" Probablly not. I only have time to grab a Pop-tart and go. I had to call everyone to get up! I called "Katt". She was finally awake. "You called this morning?" she asked.
"Yeah."
"Then, why don't I remember?"
"You were kind of asleep. I guess..."
"Oh. Well, I'm awake now. Get off Hayden!"
"Little bro?"
"Yeah. Man, he's annoying."
"Hey, well at least yours likes you."
"Heh. Mine does a little too much!"
"What?!"
"Ew! Not like that! You're sick!"
"I'm kidding!"
"Comin', Mom! Hey, I gotta go. I'll call you later."
"Okay."
"Bye."
"Bye."
I called Brittany. She was still asleep. Her mom answered the phone.
"Could you possibly wake her up?"
"I was about to before you called."
"Oh. Cool. Well, when you do, could you tell her to call me, please?"
"Sure."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. Goodbye."
"Bye."
Kevin:
"Is Kevin there?"
"Yeah, hang on. KEVIN!"
There was a pause.
"Hello?"
"Hey, it's Shelby."
"Oh, hey."
"I'm callin' everyone to make sure they're alive."
"Heh. Well, I am. Not sure 'bout Brittany, though."
"Hey!"
"It's a joke!"
"I know. Well, my mom and I'll pick you up later, 'kay?"
"'Ight."
"Bye."
"Bye."
Alaina's cell:
"Alaina!"
"Shelby!"
"Oh my God! I'm so excited!"
"Me too!"
"Augh!"
"You're picking me up, right?"
"Yeah. See ya!"
"Bye."
I was so psyched! At about 12:00, my mom and I got into the car. "Have everything?" she asked. "Yep," I answered. We pulled into Brittany's driveway. I knocked on the door. "Hey," her mom said, "Are you excited?!"
"Totally!"
"Brittany's in her room."
"Thanks."
I left her and my mom to chat and I ran to Britt's room. She was scrambling around the room, jumping on the bed... Still packing.
"Brittany! What are you still packing for?!"
"Sorry! I got up, like, five minutes ago!"
"But I called like an hour ago!"
"I know! I'm dumb!"
"Ya think?!"
"Well, are you just gonna stand there or help me?"
"Oh! Sorry."
We got everything and went to my mom. "Ready?" she asked and we were out the door. When we got to "Katt"'s house, she was waiting outside with everything. "'Katt' has everything!" I said to Brittany. "Yeah, yeah, yeah," she sighed. "Katt" ran to the car without even letting us get out. She put her stuff in the back and cam around to the front. "Hey!"
Me: "Ummm... Excited, much?"
Brittany: "Have and Coke this morning?"
"Katt": "Yes, no, maybe, what was the question again?"
Picking up Kevin and Alaina- no problem. Except that when we were bringing Kevin's stuff to the car, his suitcase busted open and everything (including his underwear) flew everywhere! It was gross! We all had to pick everything up!
Anyway, when we arrived at the airport, we still had sometime left so we decided to grab a bite to eat. They called for our flight over the intercom and we headed towards the gate. We were finally going to Oakland! Nothing could stop us now! Except security...