Unexpected (Ace Frehley)

moving to home

As i step into my parents car witch would bring me to the airport.
A small smile forms on my face at the thought off finally moving to New York.

I said goodbye to my parents and stepped into the airport hall on my way to the plane.

"Pasport please" i give my pasport and he let's me trough "have a nice flight"
"You too sir" when i realised wat i said i looked back at the man, feeling dumb, even though the man just smiled.

I am sat in a cab on my way to the appartment i am supposed to rent with someone else. I don't know with who tho, i spoke to the person who i'm going to rent it from and he told me that he doesn't pay enough rent so he has decided that he gets a roommate. It's kind of weird, but not like i'm going to complain with New York prices. The ride takes about twenty minutes when i arrive at someones home. I knock on the door and someone opens up, it's a man in his late 50s i think. We talk about the situation before he hands me the key.

"Thank you very much" "have fun in your new appartment". Getting the key to my first house feels better then i thought it would. I walk back to the cab and in no time i find myself standing in front of a tall building. I drag my bags up the stairs to my new 'home'. It feels like infinity when i finally get to the right door, i dig in my back for the key and unlocked it.

I open it and am met with a man sitting on his couch watching tv. "What the fuck". He blurts out. "Uh hey". It's clear he doesn't know what is happening. He looks confused at me "uhm hey?". "i suppose he didn't tell you" i say already knowing some sort of awnser. "tell me what?" "well you don't pay enough rent.. so he put an add in the paper and that's how i got here". "So your saying i have to share my appartment?" The look on his face changes from confused to mad, but i'm not gonna care. "Basically".

"WHAT, how could he not tell me". i can for sure tell he is mad by now as he storms to the phone. "Yeah id like to speak to phil". "Well you can tell him why the fuck he hasen't told me there's someone moving in with me". He smashes the phone back on the wall and turns to me.

"Hey look i was just not prepared for this, i dont really mind but you know. I like my privacy."
"Yeah, i get that". I look back outside and rain starts to fall down, fast. "Look i don't know if you want me here or not but i dont really care right now, you'll have to just accept it" I grab my stuff and drag it inside, i don't want to risk my guitar getting soaked.
"Well i don't have a place for you to sleep tonight". "oh well i can sleep on the couch if that's okay". "Yeah"

"Uhm you can unpack and stuff i dont know, there's food in the fridge, i'm going out" "okay". That's kind of dumb, who would leave their house with a stranger inside of it.

I unpack some stuff when i notice a record player, i start skipping thro some records and find a lot of Jimi hendrix. I stop when i see Led zeppelin and put it on.

I look out the window wich has a pretty nice vieuw to be honest, when my eyes land on a couple of doors. They must be the bathroom and bedroom.
I step inside the first room, witch happens to be the bedroom. Behing the door there hang two guitars on the wall. I step closer and take a better look enjoying the view. As i get my own guitar and put it infront of the wall and throw my suitcase in the corner.

I go to the next door, the bathroom.
It's pretty clean, i can't complain.
I pick some of my stuff and place it next to the sink and my towels in the cabinet next to it.

I'm happy i'm finally here and not back there anymore.

I watch some tv while eating, it i doesn't really taste bad but it isn't the best either. My eyes slowly become heavier as i drift off to sleep.

The gold sun peeks thro the blinds and shines on my face as i wake up. I don't remember having a blanket with me but who cares.

I stand up making my way to the toilet and washing my face, about to get some different clothes. I open the door when i bump into someone. "God dammit" i mumbled "goodmoring to you to".

I make my way over to my suitcase when i suddenly remember i promised to call my parents when i got here. Fuck. I hurrie to the phone and dial their number not caring the time there, they pick up the phone.

"Hello?" "Hey mom" "oh thank god your alive" "yeah i am" i say, rolling my eyes.
I love my parents but sometimes they worrie a bit too much. I talk to them for a while about how i got here when someone snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Hey watch you're name again?" He said pouring some cerial. "Uh, Savanna and yours?" "Paul, but my friends call me Ace, want some?". He says holding up the box of cerial and looking at me "yeah sure".

"Do you by any change know where i can get a job or something". "Uh, maybe. I can take you somewhere, where they might look for someone after we get you a bed. Unless you want to sleep with me". He says jokinly, i roll my eyes at his comment. "You know if you were a little older i would have left in under two minutes". He laughed finishing his cerial.