California... the time of my life [a story with Anthony Kiedis and Billie Joe], chapter 1

"We're here!!" yelled my mom as we were leaving the car.
"Oh my gosh, Sam, this is our dream!!" I yelled.
"I know, Ali, it's...California!!" she screamed.
As we got out of the car and streched from the billion hour drive, I got a good look at the beach around me.
"Wow..." I said to myself "Perfect!!"
We grabbed our boxes of stuff and claimed rooms.
I had the biggest room since I had more stuff. Sam got the next biggest room, and mom got the smallest. We eventually got my small bed moved into my room. And I got my tv and dvd in there, too.
"NOT FAIR!!!" I screamed. "Why does Sam get the Playstation 2?!?!" I screamed.
"Cause I do! HA HA!" she yelled back.
"Whatever.. I'm taking a walk." I said, and headed out the door.

I walked past the beach and I decided to get a veiw of it. I sat down on the edge of a small cliff holding the sleeves of my deep blue hollister jacket.
I loved this view. It was so amazing. I decided to claim this as my offical spot here.
I continued my walk and saw the high school where I assumed I'd be going to. It was big. I walked around the town of North Beach and saw annual surfing compettions.
I knew I'd never be able to enter. One I didn't have a board. And two I didn't knon how to surf. Pluse where would I get $50 from? I looked at my watch and headed for home.

"I'm home!!" I yelled.
"Dude I am loving this PS2!" said Sam while playing some Spongebob game.
"Great..." I said sarcastically.
"Did you like your walk?" asked my mom.
"Yep I sure did!!" I said with a smile.
"What's for dinner?" asked Sm.
"If you want you can order a pizza?" suggested my mom.
"Okay." we said and called up the pizza man.

*10 miutes later*
"MMM PIZZA!!!" yelled Sam as she raced to the door.
"Hi" she said
"Hi. Uhm. Here's your pizza." said the pizza guy "That'll be $14.78."
"Here." she said, and handed him $16. "Keep the change"
"Thanks!" he said, and walked off.
After we ate, I decided to go to my room and get out my ancient scrap book I made back at age 13. (I'm 17 in this story!!) I looked at the old memories, old friends, and some ex boyfriends. These brought the tears, too. As I flipped though the pages tears began to drip off my cheek. I missed these times.
I mean, yeah I know it's gonna be a blast here, but it was a blast at home, too.

After about 10 minutes of the old memories, I decided to head off for bed. And I knew tommorow will be better.... I hope.
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