Freaks like us

What the FUUUUUCKKKK

Tony POV~

         I get my heart rate pick up when she said it. "Why are you kicking me out!?" I yelled, starting to hyperventilate.
         "I'm sorry, but your out of control Tony. You're not gonna be living on the streets if that's what your worried about, I'm sending you to your cousin Dylan's." She smiled at me warmly, but Im still pissed!
         Dylan, haven't seen her in years... Mostly because she left couple years ago to Chicago, and then California, and then a million other places!
         "But, doesn't she live in like... Fucking London or something!?" I shouted, my mom gasped and looked at my disappointedly. 
         "Watch your language Mr, and no, I already arranged where and how you'd be getting to her, and she lives in California!" I put my face in my hands, comprehending the situation I have found myself in...
         I stayed like that on the couch for a while, then I heard a thump from in front of me. When I lifted my head, my mom was standing there with several suitcases, my laptop bag, and my phone in her hand.
         "I already packed for you..." Is she trying to be a good mom! No mother does this to their son! Well... A good one.
        "The flight is in 2 hours... Nick is on his way over here now, and she will take you to the air port." She kissed my forehead and walked upstairs, leaving me a mess on the couch until Nick gets here... Great.
I walked to the car with dried tears sticking to my face like stickers, and sniffing every few seconds because my nose is running.
This is total bull shit, its 4 am, and my mom decides to kick me out... Granted I didn't come home until like a hour ago... Then again I have to bail my dumbass friend out of jail.
Once I got to the car, I opened the back door and threw my stuff in there with a mixture of sadness and anger. Then I said in the front seat with Nick looking at me with a sympathetic smile.
"Hey, its gonna be okay dude. Dylan's cool." He tried to reassure me, it wasn't working. We had grown up together, and Dylan was a year or two older.
He started the car and we drove to his house. "Do you have alcohol in your system? Drugs? Stripper STDs?" He asked, I shook my head and snacked his arm.
"Okay, let's get you something to eat, you've got a 3 hour journey ahead of you my friend." I laughed dryly, sniffing again. "Just three hours?" I asked, he nodded.
"It would've been like 5 or 7 if we drove." He said, walking into the house. His mom was asleep of course, and then kitchen light was on.
"You already made food didn't you?" I asked, he nodded. "Popcorn, French fries, and a apple." He smiled victoriously.
"You're a fucking dork." I said, grabbing an apple off the counter. "A cute dork." He stated.
"Whatever... We're leaving at 6 though right?" I asked, he nodded. "Okay, and its like... 4: 30 now?" He nodded again.
"Harry Potter???" I asked excitedly. Nick sighed. "Just because your leaving... They're in the cabinet." I can towards the cabinet in the living room and found my favorite one The Half Blood Prince!!!!

2 hours later~~~~

The movie ended, and Nick had fallen asleep. I looked at the clock on the wall. "5: 50, shit! Nick, wake up!" I shouted as I slapped him.
"Agh - what- I'm a ninja!?" He stuttered, I laughed, but then went back to serious.
"Cmon, the flight leaves in like... 10 minutes." We ran to the car and drove as fast as we could (without getting a speeding ticket), to the airport.
"5: 53." I muttered, sighing as I grabbed my stuff out of his car.
"Later dude, its been fun." He said, we fist bumped and how he said his good bye brought back weird de ja vu. He said that same thing when Dylan left...
Anyway, once I went through the weird checking stuff, and then bag check, and then shoe thingy, I made it on the plane.
I said in my "assigned" seat, and almost instantly fell asleep, what its been a long... Night?
I dreamt about my life in California, how I'm gonna finish the last two months of school living on a couch, and at a new school.
I dont even know Dylan that well anymore... Well, I knew she was in a band with her weird dorky friends, and that they were super freaking famous in some circles, but that's pretty much it.
I know she's gonna look different, that's for sure. She's probably gonna have so many piercings that I couldn't recognize her, and tattoos all over her face and shit... I'm scaring myself what the fuck...
I woke up when we landed, and I made it to the weird little lounge thing. I searched for any scary goth people and seemed ti be getting nowhere.
Then a felt someone flick my neck and I instantly knew she found me. She didn't look scary though, I mean she did have piercings, but like... 3. And no face tattoos, but yes ones on her arms and neck.
"What's up player?" She asked jokingly, I laughed and noticed her hair was black and rainbow instead of its normal brown.
"You look frightened, cmon let's go, you must be exhausted." She said, putting an arm around my shoulders. I shrugged and nodded, as we walked towards a girl waiting in a black car.
"What the fuck, Max? I thought I was driving?" Dylan asked, helping me put my suit cases in the trunk.
"No, you almost killed us." I remember Max, she was always fun to hang out with.
"Jasmine was having so much fun though!" Dylan pouted, who's Jasmine?
Dylan got in on the passenger side, and then, when I opened the back seat door, I was greeted with a car seat and a 2 or 3 year old smiling at me.
"Gotta go on the other side dude, that's Jasmine by the way." Dylan said, the little girl waved at me and I smiled, going on the other side...

New life...

Here we go...