Chapter: 1 Sage

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"We'll be there..." Putting the cup down I make another stroke on the canvas. "When you turn that corner. I'll jump out the bushes." Right there. I should put more on the eyes. "We'll be there..."

Standing up with a twirl I go towards the closet. "Do do do do da do do." Singing we'll be there, we bare bears theme song I look through my clothes to find the color pallet I was recently gifted. "Sage." Zimal yells from downstairs. "Yeah?" I scream back.

"Jenna is going out on a date with shit head." I go out and run to the stairs to look at Zimal. "Why are you telling me?". "She wore your dress and wanted me to tell you." I glare at her audacity. "You disturbed me to tell me that?"

The nerve of this girl. I gave her a short nod with a bye and skipped to my room again. No one disturbs me when I'm painting. Only mom can do that. I walked in my door and glanced at my room for a while. Coffee colour walls with my paintings on the wall, laundry chair, art corner, a messy bed. This place disgusts me but whatever I got a painting to finish. "Can I wear your dress? Pleaseeee." My eyes twitch at the shrill voiced Jenna. "Wear it. I don't care."

Slamming the door shut I placed my butt on my chair again and picked up my brush then remembered I needed my colour pallet. That's it Sage get your ass up and get that colour pallet.

I stood up and stopped mid way walking to the closet. I don't wanna paint anymore. My mood is ruined. That's it. I'm done. I'm done with life that's what. I walked out of my room and walk downstairs straight to the kitchen. "Woah there shawty." Remy took a step back when I cut her way in sharp feet. "Hungry again?" I gave her a poker face before opening the fridge and grabbing the bread. "Where's the jam?". "I put it in the cabinet. It was hard as a rock." I nudged my head and looked up at the cabinet, opening it and shutting it close after picking the jam jar.

"So I was thinking if I should buy protection." I looked at Remy when she said that and gave her a confused look. "Protection?". "Because I think Justin might ask me out." I put the piece of bread in my mouth giving her a sarcastic, pleading shook. "We can't afford another idiot. Besides Justin is a raccoon who hadn't eaten in days because the trash can he stays in is too trashy people don't wanna put their trash in it." She gave me a poker face and I looked away from her again. "Too much?" "Just eat baby, Please."

I was always a little moody whenever I haven't ate and was hungry. I lived with my three best friends in a house we rented. We're all from different places and moving in with my online besties was the best decision I have ever made. We met in a game of among us and been friends ever since.

"Don't date him. I'm telling yah. Dude will sneeze on your face and tell you to thank him." Remy folded her arms against her chest and raised an eyebrow. "I'm telling the truth." I'm just trying to help her but there she is walking away. Well I tried.

...

Dinnertime came and someone ordered pizza. Zimal called Jeena and she said that she was on her way back home. "Movie night let's go." Remy blurted while falling beside me on the couch.

Our eyes shot at Jenna as she amerced from the front door with a plastic bag hanging on her arm and a baggy outfit. "What happened?" Zimal's voice said from behind me. I flinched when Jenna pouched beside me and hugged my arm "I'm so sorry, Milo ripped your dress off me in the heat of the moment. I promise I'll buy you another one." I noticed the marks on her neck and shoulder and nodded.

"It's fine. Just go freshen up and come eat." I smiled at her when she kissed my check and ran off to get freshen up. "Someone's meditating." Zimal placed the glasses on the table. "No, I'll be nice so she's doesn't kill me after knowing I got paint on her white jeans."

I heard a mumbled fair enough when Zimal sat down.

Scream. "Fuck fuck fuck. Calix Elsher is coming to town." Double scream. "Uhhh huh?" What movie to watch? I ain't picking a horror movie tonight. Last time my nightmares stabbed me in the back. "Ohhh my god. He'll be here in a week. I'm gonna buy tickets before hand." There's another movie of insidious we have to watch though. We haven't finished it. "We should go to the airport when he lands.". "Yeah we should. I want to touch his soft hair." Peter Parker... He would slay though if he was born in this generation. People can be anything these days. Boys are girls and girls are boys. "He posted a picture."

That's bullshit. Girls should be girls and boys should be boys. I think the biggest rule now would be do not judge. Rule? No, law. The biggest law. You judge people and you're going to jail. Death even?

I look at Remy when she shakes me then I realized that my friends have been calling me for a while. "Yes?" They look at each other then at me. "We said that Calix Elsher is coming to town. At friday. We're gonna go to the airport." I rolled my head back in acknowledgement. "Ahhh right. Calix Elsher. Right. Why though? Why are we going to the airport?"

I receive a slap on the back of my head by Zimal. "Because he's coming to town and we get to see him in real life." My eyes narrow in confusion. "The concert?" I swear I earn more signs from my friends than any guy does or ever has. "Fine jeez I'll- can I pass?" I agree when they both give me depressing looks. I guess I'm gonna meet Calix Elsher on friday.

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I yawn and take the coffee mug from Zimal, taking a sip and looking through my phone. We're going to the airport for a half an hour drive just to meet this Calix guy.

Soon we were on our way and I dozed off on someone's shoulder which I later found out was Jenna's because she complained that I drooled on her shirt.

I hate waiting in line and the worst part is that I have to stand still with a cardboard sign in my hand saying, Calix you made me gay. -Alex. Like who comes up with these type of things. There's a guy here selling these and apparently everyone is buying the stupid signs no matter what it says.

I don't hate celebrities but Calix Elsher is a guy I personally knew back in my childhood. He was my neighbor who always liked to bully me that's why I hate his guts. He's so annoying but now that he became this sensation who Remy is a fan of luckily. I have to be there for my best friend.

Loud screams erupted from the crowd and I natural raised my sign and swayed it around. The airport is too bright and white for a night owl and these screaming is a cherry on top. Shook the sleep right out of me. We reached early so we got to stand in the front.

I saw Calix coming out and waving his arms. He had sunglasses on and his hood on too. I bet he slept in the airplane trying to save his energy for this. Calix looked around and stopped, looking towards my direction. He then bursted out laughing and came near standing in front of the person beside me.

"Shake my hand or eat a ham?" I looked at the sign and yes it did said that. Now what does that supposed to mean? Eat ham man. Except if your Zimal. She can't eat ham cus she's Muslim. I suddenly felt my hand being touched and in a panic I bonked my sign on Calix's head. He looked at me and even though he was wearing gun glasses I knew he gave me a dirty look before running on while touching his fans hands.

Remy was screaming. The person next to me was screaming and everyone else was also screaming. Great I bonked a celebrity's head and now he thinks I'm a hater. Well I am. I'm only here for my friend.

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